Aiden's body was stiff. He didn't move at all.
When he heard Anya's voice, his heart ached as if it had been cut by a knife.
His hands were clenched tightly that his nails cut his palms. Only then could he refrain from embracing the woman he loved.
"I am busy. If there's nothing else, go to sleep first. Don't wait for me," Aiden said in a low voice.
Anya's eyes felt hot as she listened to her cold husband. "Aiden, I know it's nearing the end of the year and you are very busy. I won't bother you. But I really miss you. You always come home after I sleep. As soon as I woke up, you already went back to the office. It's been a long time since I saw you."
Aiden tried hard to restrain himself. When he could no longer bear it, he put away Anya's hand that hugged his waist. "If you know I'm busy, you should take care of yourself. Don't keep making things difficult for me,"
