Sweet Addiction

Chapter 13 I'll Tell You Whenever I Want

Aaron's voice was as calm as a lake without any waves.

Irene turned her head in surprise and stared at him with her round eyes, "What, what are you saying?"

"Since we are a couple, I will not keep any secrets, including my person or property. We change the name of the house's owner tomorrow. As for my bank account, I will print the list another day."

"What? Do you think I'm a gold digger?"

"You should be confident in your husband's intelligence and vision!"

He meant that he knew her personality well.

Irene said, "Well! You should know that I'm not that kind of person who is care about real estate and money. Of course, I'm glad you have a house. But, even if you don't have it, we can rent a house. As for money, I never expect you to have much savings. How much money can a driver have? I've said that I can bring you a good life from now on!"

Aaron asked, with his arms resting on the sofa, "Don't you really want to know how much savings I have?"

"Yes." Irene nodded her head firmly.

Aaron signed in his heart. He couldn't wait to see Irene's surprised expression when she saw his savings. However, it seemed that he had to wait for a while.

"Well, since you say so, I'll wait for you to take me to have a good life!"

"Don't worry. I have the secret manual here. We are sure to live a happy life." Irene smiled, revealing her cute tiger teeth, which was jubilant.

Then Aaron threw her the pajamas and said, "Go to take a shower first."

Irene took the pajamas and smelled the fragrance of lavender on it.

She grabbed the clothes and didn't move. Moreover, she looked like a shy little girl.

In fact, Jonny had given her sign of making love. However, Jonny talked about it in an implicit way. He didn't say it as directly as Aaron did.

At that time, she just pretended not to know anything about that, but now she couldn't pretend to know nothing about that. After she married Aaron, they would do that sooner or later. And it's also her obligation as a wife...'

Aaron glanced at her, "Why are you still here?"

"What? Oh... Well... Will Jackson and Carl come here to give luggage to me? Can you wait until they're gone? Can you?"

"What?" Aaron turned his head and seemed to understand what she meant, so he said seriously, "Don't worry, if you don't want do that, I will not force you. One day when you need, you can tell me and I'll satisfy you!"

Irene only felt shocked!

It sounded that he said that for her good, but she felt it so strange.

What did he mean by that? He would satisfy her when she needed?"

Why couldn't he be more initiative? As a girl, how could she ask him about that! Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"Well, well I will take a shower..." Irene strode towards the guest bedroom with a whimpering mood.

"That's the bathroom," Aaron said while pointing at the other way.

"Okay!" Irene held her clothes and rushed to the bathroom. There were many skin care products on the shelf, which were five times as many as her. But she didn't know any of the words on the products.

She thought, 'Which one is shampoo, and which one is shower lotion?

Oh! Aaron, you are just a driver, but your life is totally different from that!

These things seemed to be very expensive!

I must ask him to correct this habit of extravagance and waste in the future!'

When Irene was looking for shampoo, Aaron's gentle voice came from outside, "The black bottle is shampoo, and the white is bath cream!"

"Okay, I got it!"

She stuck her tongue out and took these two bottles inside. Then she began to take off her clothes and take a shower.

The water temperature was moderate and the environment was beautiful. Irene had not taken a bath like this for a long time.

When she took a bath in the school, she used a recharge card to help water out. You could only watch the money in the card run with the shower water. So, every time she took a bath, it was as quick as a battle. It only took her almost three minutes to do it!

After taking shower, she put on Aaron's pajamas and went out with her long hair down to her waist. But Aaron was not in the living room. When she walked to the kitchen, she saw his figure.

"What are you doing?"

Irene came in and saw that he was cutting scallion into pieces, and there were also two plates of carrots and radishes.

Irene said, "What are you going to do? Radish feast?"

"Curried beef."

Irene tilted her head and asked confusedly, "So where is the beef?"

All of a sudden, the knife in Aaron's hand stopped. He was a man who was very rhythmic and calm in the face of unexpected things, and seemed to be able to be overwhelmed by nothing. So he remained the same now.

He put down the knife, rested his hands on the counter, turned his eyes and quietly looked at Irene's eyes, "There is no beef!"