Erik was speechless. Wasn't she the one who did not want his help? Why was she complaining now?
"Are you jealous, my wife?" Erik whispered in her ear.
"Heh, why should I be?" Aryana stepped sideways to create more distance between them.
"I just feel like you are jealous. Come on. Just admit it." Erik teased her.
"If I am jealous then want will you do?" Aryana looked at him with a pouting lip.
Erik was in a good mood. "Okay, I will not tease you anymore."
Soon, they arrived at the Polaris Hotel. The moment the Rolls Royce stopped at the hotel's drop-off, a lot of onlookers could not help but gawk at the luxurious car. They could not wait to see who will get down from such a high-profile car.
