Spare Cell Phone

"Ah!" Anya shouted in surprise. Her hand immediately went up to stroke her nose which slammed into Aiden's muscular chest. "Why did you suddenly stop?"

Anya's body crashed into Aiden's and was immediately buried in her husband's arms.

"I stopped because I wanted to give you the opportunity to immediately throw yourself into my arms," ​​Aiden's big hands hugged Anya's waist.

Anya raised her head and looked at Aiden with a smile. "Aiden, don't be mad at me, will you?"

"What's your fault? So you are afraid that I will be angry with you…?" Aiden did not answer Anya's question and instead asked again. He wanted Anya to realize what was wrong.

"I shouldn't have begged for Raisa. That woman has bad intentions towards my husband, I shouldn't have forgiven her," Anya said. "I'm guilty. Will you forgive me?"

"Kiss me and I'll forgive you," Aiden said on purpose.

"There are a lot of people. What if I kissed you at home?" Anya replied shyly.