It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

Chapter 149 - HONEYMOON (8)



"My husband?" Giana said that with a sneer. "You have never acted like my husband and never will be."

Aidan's anger peaked when he heard Giana's words and it was a mixed feeling, because he knew what Giana said was true. He never behaved like a husband to Giana, apart from the status he gave this woman, there was nothing else he did that reflected that he was her husband.

However, for the time being, Aidan wasn't in a very good mind and couldn't think straight. He just wanted all these problems to go away, but Giana made things worse with this annoying attitude of hers.

"You can't go!" Aidan exclaimed angrily, allowing several of the servants to hear them arguing through the open door. "I will not allow you to go!"

Tonight, they had a dinner appointment with Aidan and Giana's parents, but if Giana left now, what should Aidan tell them later?

Giana should have understood that, because so far they have compromised hundreds of times when there were other people around them, they should be more affectionate and chatting with each other.

Perhaps it could be said, the most interactions they have were when there were other people around them, because once they were alone, only the silence was left to greet them.

"I don't need your permission!" Giana exclaimed defiantly and started trying to close the suitcase, but Aidan kicked the suitcase so that it fell from the top of the bed with all the clothes arranged neatly in it, falling on the floor.

Before Aidan could yell at Giana to use her husband status to shout and forbid her from leaving, Giana had already sent a heavy slap to the side of Aidan's face.

So hard that Giana could feel her hand stinging as a loud sound resounded in the room.

Not only Aidan, even Giana was shocked by what she did, but Giana's surprise was replaced by a scream when Aidan slapped her back until she fell hard.

Giana, who fell on the floor, looked shocked as she touched her cheek and felt a painful sting where Aidan had slapped her.

"How dare you slap me!" Giana shouted angrily. Her jaw ached terribly as she exclaimed. But all of that was nothing compared to the painful realization that told her that Aidan had just slapped her.

During their three years of marriage, no matter how angry Aidan got, he would never raise his hand against Giana.

Even when Giana first found out about Aidan's affair with someone and slapped and threw things at him, Aidan never hit her back.

This is the first time he did this.

And Aidan was the first man to lay a hand on her. It felt a lot more painful than the slap Giana received from Hailee.

On the other hand, Aidan also seemed surprised at what he had just done. He had never slapped a woman before and had never lost self- control like this.

Now he was standing still, staring angrily at Giana who was looking back at him equally frustrated, holding her cheek which started to turn red from swelling.

At this point, it was certain that Giana would not be able to meet their parents for the dinner meeting later without raising suspicion and questions they might not be able to answer.

An explanation that Aidan couldn't give.

"Giana ... I ..." Aidan stammered, he took a step forward to approach his wife, who was now crying out of breath. The woman tried repeatedly to wipe her tears but to no avail. "I am sorry ... I didn't mean...."

Aidan was at a loss for words and tried to get close to Giana, but the woman got even more hysterical and screamed at him.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Giana shrieked as she hit Aidan's hand that was reaching out to her.

It was then that they both heard the sound of footsteps hurrying up the stairs, causing the two of them to freeze in their respective positions.

Of course, Giana and Aidan were sane enough to know that this kind of fight should not have happened and was exposed to many people, especially to the servants in this house.

But, as soon as Dillon's figure appeared in the door frame, Giana breathed a sigh of relief. She immediately stood up and approached the personal assistant as well as her best friend.

"What happened?" Dillon walked over to Giana and found her cheek swollen and red. It took no further explanation for him to know what had happened just a few minutes ago.

Dillon had just arrived at this house when he heard a huge quarrel breaking out between Giana and Aidan, then told all the servants in the house to stay away from the main house, because he knew Giana wouldn't be happy if this kind of quarrel was overheard by someone else.

At first, Dillon didn't want to interfere and chose to wait until Giana came down from the room, because he was here in the first place to persuade Giana not to go.

There is no need for a long explanation to know where Giana is going, because there must only be one goal, one person, in Giana's mind now and that person is none other than Ramon Tordoff, the man who had become someone else's husband just last night.

Dillon didn't know where Giana got the information about Ramon's whereabouts, but he was very sure that Giana knew where Ramon Tordoff was going for his honeymoon.

And things wouldn't get better if Giana approached them there.

"Get away from my wife!" Aidan growled when he saw Giana in Dillon's arms, as if she was seeking protection from her personal assistant.

However, Dillon did not heed Aidan's warning at all. Instead, he pushed Giana behind his back while he stared at Aidan with defiant eyes.

"You slapped her." It was an accusation and from the way Aidan squinted his eyes, Dillon knew that what he said was true.

This man is such a jerk! Not only was he always having an affair, but he also raised his hand on Giana!

Dillon didn't know what got into him, but he stepped forward and threw one crushing blow into Aidan's face who didn't expect it.

Aidan fell to the floor with blood gushing from his nose. The blow made his head go slightly dizzy and out of focus.

However, when he realized what had just happened, Aidan groaned and lunged at Dillon until they both fell to the floor, scuffling with each other.

Meanwhile Giana screamed hysterically seeing the events unfolding in front of her eyes.

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Hailee was very happy today, the first day of their vacation had been amazing. Even though there were several times Ramon annoyed her because he kept teasing her for staring at the ring on her finger, which was the second ring Ramon gave after their wedding ring, but that didn't reduce Hailee's happiness at all.

Ramon glanced at Hailee again, who was humming to the beat of the radio in their car on their way home.

They just had dinner and danced on the beach. Well, Ramon taught Hailee how to dance without stomping on his feet.

And the results were not so bad, because Hailee was the kind of person who was quick to learn.

After Ramon turned off the engine, he walked around the car to open the door for Hailee and helped her out.

Instead, the girl jumped up and embraced Ramon, wrapping her arms tightly around the man's neck until Ramon had to lower his head.

"Thank you! I am so happy today!" Hailee exclaimed, expressing her gratitude that sounded very sincere.

Ramon didn't know the last time he heard someone sincerely thanking him and it made him want to do more for this girl, his wife.

A warm feeling ran through Ramon's mind when he heard Hailee thanking him for the efforts he put in. Ramon felt that what he had done, was appreciated and it was a pleasant feeling, especially because Hailee expressed it without any ulterior motives. Or else Ramon would have to worry if this girl had other thoughts.

This feeling was really pleasant and he found himself getting addicted to it.

"I like it when you are happy." But, of course he didn't reveal more, because Ramon himself still didn't understand what had really happened to him. "Come on inside."

Hand in hand, Ramon and Hailee entered their house.

In the distance, could be heard the sound of the waves and the rustle of the breeze which carried the scent of the sea, with the stars shining brightly above their heads.

It was a perfect night and the two of them were in a very good mood. Not only that, this feeling of comfort and serenity they found in each other really made the two of them brush of the doubts that the progress of their relationship would reach this point.

However, the feeling changed when they stepped into the house, which was dimly lit.

Suddenly, the air felt heavy and everything around them seemed more romantic than ever.

Ramon closed the door when Hailee entered the house and for a few moments they just stared at each other under the dim lights which were accompanied by the sound of the waves crashing on the far shore.

No one knew why the sudden feeling of lightness they felt before, turned heavy and made them both stare dumbfounded at each other.

Hailee was silent, waiting for what Ramon would do, because suddenly her brain froze.

There were no teasing words, but what they felt seemed much more intense than that.

And it felt so right when Ramon suddenly leaned over to bring their lips together, reaching behind Hailee's head before locking her head in position to deepen their kiss.

Hailee gasped, but accepted the invitation by wrapping her arms around Ramon's neck and pressing their bodies together.

Hailee could feel Ramon's hands running over her body and stopping at her behind before squeezing her buttocks, making Hailee gasp and open her mouth, giving Ramon access to explore further.

Hailee didn't complain about it at all and let Ramon do what he wanted to do.

Especially when she felt her body being lifted and Ramon was walking while carrying her, without letting go of their kiss.

It felt like all of this felt natural to do and Hailee didn't feel any awkward moment with how Ramon touched her.

At first, Hailee thought Ramon would put her back on the sofa like what he did this afternoon, but as it turned out, Ramon actually brought Hailee into their room before laying her down slowly on the bed, whispering into Hailee's ear.

"I love you..." Ramon sighed to her ear.


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