Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ

Chapter 73

Putting on a show Perhaps, he said. Perhaps I should have kept my mouth shut. With a stiff smile on my face, I tried to contain my boiling emotions. The sting of jealousy was painfully spreading throughout my body and made me hate Lanfen even if I didn’t know her. Why had I even mentioned that I would look for her?! I didn’t want to find my husband’s ex! If she was out of his life, then it would be better if it stayed that way! I hated the way her name and the memory of her could stir his emotions. It made Aren agitated and anxious. She caused it, and, as much as I didn’t like to admit it, I envied her. I bet that she knew Aren before he decided to lock all of his emotions away. She could have had his love, but she rejected him. Whoever she was and whatever her motives were, she didn’t deserve to come back to his life. “Sunshine, are you worried?” Aren asked, smiling.

“Of course I am!” I snapped. “No girl likes to hear that her man’s ex is in town!” I might have gone a little overboard with the volume because my words had instantly drawn Romina to our table.

“You have a beautiful girl with ya, and you’re still in contact with your ex?! You should be ashamed of yourself!” Romina exclaimed, sassily smacking Aren’s shoulder. I barely stifled a laugh. Aren shot me a “do something” look, but I just started at the scene with my hand clamped on my mouth.

“I’m not in contact with my ex!” Aren protested. “I haven’t seen her in years!”

With one hand on her hip and the other snapping her fingers, she said, “You should forget your ex then. Focus on the cutie-pie you have, and buy her a lot of food ’cause she’s too thin.”

Then she gave Aren another smack on the shoulder “just in case,” and she walked away.

“I’m sorry!” I burst out laughing as she walked away. “I couldn’t help it; it was hilarious!” Aren frowned at me. “Hilarious?! She hit me!” I rolled my eyes at him. “What do you want me to do? Kiss the place where it hurts?” Aren smirked. “Now that you’ve mentioned it, I’ve got a lot of aching places in my body. I think I might need special care tonight.” I sighed but couldn’t hide the fact that his words sent all sorts of lewd visions to my mind. “There’s something else we need to discuss.” Suddenly, Aren’s tone became sharp and serious. “Tomorrow is Callan’s funeral.” The news wiped my smile in a flash. I didn’t want to go there because I wasn’t sorry that he died. How could I sincerely express my condolences to the family who knew that I testified against their son, and if it was partially my testimony that put him in jail and got him dead? “It’s going to be hell…” I huffed in frustration. “You have no idea.” Aren gave me a wry smile. “The coroner said that there were no signs of a struggle, so Callan’s death is officially announced as a suicide.”

“Seriously?!” I snapped. “That’s bullshit!”

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Jack wanted a second opinion, but Packton refused. The case is closed with two prison guards fired for neglecting their duty…” I shook my head. “That is so unfair… but Vanessa is so going to use it.” Aren smiled and reached for my hand again. “I’m afraid she will, but don’t worry, we will get through this together.” I raised my eyebrows at him. “Am I a part of your

up so badly and then say only the right things? I couldn’t even pretend that I hadn’t forgiven him yet. My whole body melted under the mere touch of his hand. As much as I was terrified to admit it, I reacted solely to him, as

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arms and in Aren’s bed. We were both tired and quickly fell asleep. I woke up refreshed and filled with energy. As I shifted to face my husband, I smiled, appreciating his beautiful sleeping face, his long lashes,

you stared enough, sunshine?” Aren chuckled, startling

on top of me. “I can live with that,” he breathed, leaning over me to claim my lips. As his hands roamed down, caressing my skin, I shut

I smacked his back “What if you

Wintons would finally have proof

tongue while getting

me that way.” He

I froze at what I was about to say

choose to ignore it, or take it as a slip of the tongue? I wasn’t ready

should take a shower,” I tossed as

myself automatically, trying to pretend that I wasn’t about to say anything that could sound like a confession. I put on delicate, appropriate makeup and wore a black Chanel dress… with a scarf that I didn’t plan to wear, and which I added when I realized that the concealer might not be enough to cover Aren’s bite mark. Was he a dog

something?!

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