Hidden Marriage With My Imperfect CEO

Chapter 230 - Why Do You Love Me?

Anya frowned a little. She felt much more comfortable because of the massage, but somehow her heart was not happy.

"Aiden, you are good at massaging. Have you ever massaged someone before?" Anya asked.

"Hmm…" Aiden only muttered.

Anya felt disappointed when she heard this. Aiden admitted that he often massaged someone. Who did Aiden massage before? Was that Keara?

Anya knew that Aiden was arranged with Keara and they had a relationship for a while. Although in the end Keara chose to get engaged to Ivan, they nevertheless had a love affair.

Nico didn't like Keara, but didn't that mean Aiden had the same feelings? How did Aiden really feel about Keara? Anya never knew about it.

Aiden was so cold that Keara finally turned away from him. However, how did Keara really feel? was she just pretending to make Aiden regret it?

Anya imagined Keara leaning on Aiden's arms, while Aiden massaged her like he was massaging her right now. Smiles bloomed on their faces when they looked at each other.

Anya immediately shook her head, trying to drive the thought out of her brain.

"What's wrong?" Aiden looked at her suspiciously.

"Nothing," Anya muttered.

Even so, Anya's brain seemed unwilling to cooperate. The thought of Aiden sitting next to Keara when the woman complained of stomach pain kept coming back to her mind. Aiden would put his hand on Keara's stomach and calm her down.

"What is this little brain thinking right now?" Aiden said, touching Anya's forehead.

"I didn't think of anything," Anya replied evasively.

"When Nico first arrived abroad, he always bothered me and clung onto me. Every now and then, Nico would make an excuse for a stomachache when he didn't want to go to school. Whenever he had a stomachache, I gave him a massage. My sister-in-law told me to look after him. There's no way I just let him be," Aiden continued to massage Anya and asked," What did you think earlier?"

Anya bit her lip and continued to evade the question, "I just thought that you are really good at massaging, so you must be massaging other people a lot. But I didn't think that that person would be Nico."

"Do you think it's Keara?" Aiden asked.

Anya's body immediately stiffened, but her mouth continued to defend herself, "I didn't guess anyone."

Aiden chuckled when he saw Anya's lie. "I wasn't that close to her," he explained.

"I have to thank her for giving up and giving me the opportunity to be with you. So, I don't care about your past. After all, you are mine now." Anya turned around and hugged Aiden's neck tightly.

Aiden smiled back and hugged her, "It's great if you think like that."

"Aiden, did I tell you that I love you?" Anya's hug tightened. She could vaguely smell Aiden's signature scent, like a mint mixture. The scent made Anya feel good.

"Hmm..." Aiden replied.

"How about you? Do you love me?" Anya asked once again.

"Hmm..." The man only muttered.

Anya smiled at his answer. It's not easy for Aiden to say "I love you" because he was a very awkward man. But Anya was not a sensitive woman. It was enough for her to know that Aiden loved her. Because Aiden showed his love not from words, but from actions.

She believed that one day, Aiden would say it himself. Anya looked forward to that day patiently.

"Anya, the warm ginger is ready," when Hana came to bring warm ginger root to Anya, she was still in Aiden's arms, like a spoiled cat.

"Ms. Hana, I'm going to make five thousand bottles of osmanthus syrup this year. Aiden ordered it!" Anya smiled and told Hana the good news.

"Congratulations! If you need help, just tell me," Hana was happy to hear it.

"I need a lot of dry osmanthus. I also had to rent a disinfectant cabinet to clean the bottles to be used. Besides that, I also need a big pot to cook the syrup. I also need…"

"You only need to provide dry osmanthus and let the rest be finished by the factory. It's safer, hygienic and much easier," Aiden said.

Anya frowned, "But the cost is very expensive."

"Anya, Atmajaya Group has a food factory. You can ask Harris for help to discuss the costs. We only need to prepare rock sugar from osmanthus and dried flowers," Hana said.

Anya knew she couldn't do everything alone because the order was too big. But when she thought about the cost, she was also not willing to pay that big.

"The idea is pretty good. But I want to talk about the costs myself." When she said that, Anya's eyes lit up.

Aiden smiled and looked at his wife. Anya couldn't believe Harris's ability to talk about prices. She was afraid the costs were too high and her shares would be reduced. So his wife decided to intervene.

"Okay. I'll have Harris take you to discuss the price," Aiden nodded and agreed.

Anya drank the warm ginger that Hana had brought, then returned the empty glass to her. After that, she took out her cell phone and started counting.

When calculating, she asked Aiden, "Aiden, how much is your budget?"

"Is two hundred million enough?" Aiden looked at Anya.

"Two hundred million for five thousand bottles. So, per bottle costs forty thousand rupiah. If I can cut the production costs by half, can I make a hundred million at a time?" Anya stared at the numbers on her cell phone screen with wide eyes. She couldn't imagine that much money.

"Hmm... That's right," Aiden chuckled inwardly.

"Last year, I made so many products and sold them, but only managed to get around six million. This is a tremendous improvement," Anya said happily.

"It's because you didn't know me last year," Aiden said casually.

"Aiden, are you my money tree? Why didn't you show up sooner?" Anya held Aiden's hand and shook it vigorously. "If you came earlier, I would be very rich right now."

"It's not too late," Aiden pulled her hand gently, "Don't shake my hand. I'm not a money tree."

Anya laughed. "I shook you because you were my money tree."

Aiden laughed at that too. He looked at Anya who was so happy like a child with their new toy.

He said softly. "Anya, from now on, there is no need to worry about money. I hope you spend more time doing what you love. Don't waste your talent on work."

Anya was touched when she heard Aiden's words. Her husband always supported her and encouraged her to continue to achieve her goals.

She hugged Aiden tightly and said in a choked voice, "Aiden, I really love you. I'm grateful to meet you."

She might still be weak and helpless right now. She had nothing, unlike Aiden who had everything in the palm of his hand.

She had no money, no power…

But Anya had her abilities. She wanted to move forward, slowly, to become a better person. Chasing Aiden step by step, becoming Aiden's wife properly.

Despite their different statuses, Aiden never embarrassed her by giving her money or checks. Anya's pride was too high for that…

On the other hand, Aiden taught her how to make money, how to manage her time properly and always supported her to do the things she liked.

"Anya, I'm happy to hear your love confession. But aren't I grumpy and hard to persuade?" Aiden said while raising his eyebrows. He recalled what Anya said when she was drunk.

"Why do you love me?" Aiden continued asking on purpose.