Hidden Marriage With My Imperfect CEO

Chapter 77 - Have You Ever Loved Me?

"Eh, but ..." Anya was about to prevent Ben from leaving. She wanted to tell Ben that she would serve the guests up front and let Ben clean Raka's wound.

She immediately stopped Ben and said, "I can't do it. It's better for Mr. Raka to go to the hospital."

She stood firmly in the doorway with no intention of stepping forward, trying to stop Ben from leaving the room. If she took even one step forward, Aiden would be furious with her. If she took one step closer, Harris's job would be at stake.

Ben looked a little annoyed that Anya didn't do what he said, "You help Mr. Raka clean the wound. Take out all the broken glass in his hands, make sure nothing remains. Dress the wound neatly before Mr. Raka goes to the hospital so that there is no infection!" Ben ordered firmly.

Raka felt bad seeing Anya being scolded by her manager on her first day of work, "Sorry I was a bother. I'll pay for the damage that was done at the shop."

"Mr. Raka, this is Anya's first day of work so she doesn't explain the security measures. It is all our negligence to cause you this kind of injury. There is no need to pay compensation, we will pay for your hospital fees." Ben said politely to Raka.

"Anya had reminded me not to be too nervous and not to grip the bottle too hard. All of this is my own fault for not following her words." Raka said, trying to defend Anya.

When they were talking, suddenly one of the employees approached them in panic, "Manager, there are lots of customers outside." They were seriously short on help because Ben and Anya were not in the shop.

"Manager, please just continue your work. Let Anya clean my wound." Raka said, asking Ben to leave immediately.

Ben nodded to the request and said goodbye to Raka, leaving Anya and Raka alone in the room.

Anya just stood silently in the doorway, not wanting to step forward and also not having the heart to go to see the wound on Raka's hand which was still covered in blood. The cloth that was used to cover the wound temporarily had turned red.

"Do you really not want to look at me to that extent?" Raka asked in a soft voice.

Anya just stayed where she was and looked at Raka with uncertainty. She didn't dare to move at all, and didn't want to show her anxiety to Raka.

Anya was considering what to do while gritting her teeth. Finally, she decided she would just clean Raka's wound and go back to work after that.

She entered the employee break room and squatted beside Raka, opening the first aid kit Ben had placed on the table, "Put your hands on the table, I'll clean it." Anya said while taking out tongs, cotton and disinfectant.

Raka didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand and placed it on the table, opening his palm.

"It will hurt a little. Hold on!" Anya held the tongs to remove the broken glass that was still stuck in Raka's hand while blowing it to reduce the pain. Raka was speechless as he endured the pain in his hand. After all the broken glass had been removed, Anya immediately cleaned the wounds with disinfectant.

Anya was not like most women who would scream or even faint when they saw blood and wounds. She calmly cleaned the wound on Raka's hand and also quickly bandaged Raka's wound then told him to go to the hospital immediately.

"Anya, leave Aiden!" Raka said, holding Anya's hand who was about to get up to leave him.

"Aiden is very nice to me. I will not leave him. Raka, we shouldn't meet again. Don't come to this place again." Anya said calmly.

"I know you need money so you want to marry Aiden. But have you ever thought why Aiden would suddenly marry you? I'm sure there must be a conspiracy behind all of this." Raka replied while looking sincerely at Anya's face. He really wanted to help Anya.

"I'm just an ordinary person. No property and nothing. I'm just a poor girl. What can Aiden get by marrying me?" Anya laughed, laughing at herself and her miserable fate.

"I'll find out his plan!" Raka couldn't believe Aiden married Anya for no reason. He intended to expose Aiden's plan and free Anya from that man.

"Raka, don't make Aiden angry. You can't provoke him. I'm really happy with him." Anya said frantically. She couldn't stay here long. The longer she was there, the more likely Aiden would find out about it.

"Are you worried about me? You even remember that I have an allergy to Mugwort. I know that there is still me in your heart." Raka said while looking at Anya's face. His gaze was searching if there was a longing that radiated from the beautiful face in front of him.

"Three years ago, why didn't you tell me that your mother was sick? Why didn't you tell me that you needed money?" He asked.

Anya only smiled faintly. After three years had passed, Raka still didn't understand why she needed money. He didn't know why Anya decided to accept the money given by his mother instead of talking to him.

The man didn't know how hard life was when you got no money. Hospitals weren't places for voluntary donations. Without money to pay for her mother's hospital fees and medicines, her mother could lose her life. If that happened, Anya would really be alone.

Raka thought Anya didn't love him and only loved his money, so in the end Anya accepted money from Raka's mother and broke ties with him.

In fact, Anya was actually working hard, studying diligently to finish her studies, and even sparing money occasionally to buy gifts for Raka. She also tried to find free time between her busy schedule so she could meet Raka.

But what did she get in the return?

Raka thought Anya didn't care. He thought Anya was not trying to find time to meet him and didn't want to spend time with him. Raka kept complaining and questioning their relationship.

'Raka, you will never know how hard I fought to keep up with you.' Anya thought to herself.

Anya loved Raka so much that she didn't want Raka to see her bad side. She did not want to be considered a pathetic woman not worthy of Raka, so she tried hard to be equal with him.

But what did all this mean now?

"What is the point? You don't have money." Anya said, smiling sarcastically.

"I have it! I can help you!" Raka said. He was the son of the Mahendra family. How could he have no money?

One of Anya's eyebrows rose slightly as if she was condescending the man in front of her, "Your money is your mother's money. Whether it's you or your mother giving money, I think there's no difference."

"No! If I gave you money, you don't have to break up with me." Raka replied with a sad face. If he helped Anya, he would not have let Anya go from his side just like that.

Anya lowered her head. She didn't want to look at Raka's face. Her mood was getting worse after talking about this, but their conversation was endless. Raka didn't want to listen to her explanation and she didn't know how to explain it to Raka herself. She'd wished the man would listen to her and didn't return to her life after that.

"Raka, ever since my mother left the Tedjasukmana Family, we were not meant to be together. Even if your mother didn't give me money, we'd still be separated."

Anya tidied the first aid kit and got ready to leave the room.

"Anya, have you ever loved me? Even just a little?" There was a speck of hope in Raka's eyes when he asked her this. He really hoped that Anya used to love him with all her heart. If Anya had loved him in the past, at least there was love in Anya's heart for him, even if it was only a little.

A little of her love would mean a lot to Raka...