Daughter-in-law Strikes Harder

Dressed in a dress of dull colour and weird shape from her preselected clothes in the past, Aria still couldn’t help but look attractive in the cloth that was meant to make her look depressed.

She had no make-up on and had not done her hair either after she woke up that morning, drenched and tired from her nightmares that seemed to have gotten worse.

To make the night a really uninteresting and boring one, she stayed away from the bed without talking to Dalton, who remained in his study after they returned back home.

He knew that she was so pissed off at him and how he was trying to make decisions for her, but thought it was about the fact that he didn’t believe her when she said someone was chasing after her.

She hated that he was trying to meddle into her own personal affairs, when they had not even talked about what her past had been like, or what triggered every mess of her life that he was just getting to notice. It didn’t really matter much to her if they remained on bad terms for so long, but it was too unsettling for him that they faltered again whenever they took a step forward.

However, he believed that he was trying to help her get better regardless of her own view about it, and had the conviction in his heart that she would later appreciate his hardheadedness and stubbornness.

Alex had fixed an appointment for that morning with every medical practitioner necessary, and had also cleared up both Dalton’s and Aria’s schedules. It was working perfectly for the billionaire to help her get help, but his arranged wife hated everything that was going to happen without her consent.

Early that morning while Dalton was in the shower, Aria had browsed on her phone ways to mess up a forced medical checkup. She found some messed up methods and quite a few ones that were hilarious, but it didn’t proffer any reasonable solutions as time kept passing by.

The look Dalton had on his face was priceless when he saw Aria come out of the mansion, as Alex opened the door to the side of the car that she would enter through. He knew that she was dressed in that manner intentionally to ruin the mood, but he wasn’t going to let her do anything to make him change his mind.

She had dressed too blandly, unlike her usual self, and represented a sexy and pretty maid that was just getting to know her boss, without any idea about what the real fashion of the women socialites was all about.

Dalton instructed the chauffeur that was in front of the car of where they would drive too first, before the initial place they had planned to go before she got near. She gave him the cold gaze and treatment as she entered the car.

“You do not get to decide what I want for myself, Dalton!” She gritted her teeth as he pushed her back against the wall, the moment they were the only one left in the huge fitting room.

“You do not play games with me, Aria. You and I know that I am doing this for your benefit, in so many ways. Do you know that?” His voice tried to remain calm in a cajoling way, that would make her realize that he was being like that because she was acting so headstrong about the entire process.

“It is my health, my body and my mind! You do not get a right to decide who takes a peek in it however they like. I do not need your help,” she screamed right at his face and pushed him as hard as he could, but his large hands grabbed her back the moment she broke free from his grip and was about to storm out.

“You represent a family and company here,” he hissed as he hovered his huge body against her own body, with her back pressing against the wall again, “You cannot be found with faults or weaknesses! There are so many people waiting to bring you down.”Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Oh, so that was why you withdrew your shares to make the company fail, and then come here to throw a pity party that is aimed to help a lady, who is not in her right mind? After you tried every way you could to screw me up?” Aria chuckled in a bitter tone that intensified extreme sarcasm, and she was able to make him speechless by her words.

She had intended to remain quiet about everything and just allow him to do whatever he wanted, but he was suffocating her in ways that could not make her hold her lips anymore.

If she could escape without getting caught up in his annoying scheme of unasked therapy, then she was ready to say more than that if that would aggravate him into leaving her there. She would gladly walk home.

“It is not like that! You cannot just decide what I do with my money. I get to decide,” he defended strongly.

“Yeah, why not? I thought as much that everything about this marriage had been shitty from the beginning, and it is still going to end in a mess. I probably was getting stupid for some seconds, swaying a bit, but it is all good now. Two months away from here, and we are done!” She spat right into his face.

“It was… It was to build you up. Shit! I am not meant to be saying this because it was meant to be a test, to know how ready you were for being a company owner. To see measures you would take, if things are at the dire verge of crumbling. I mean I cannot just give a company to someone who would not run it well, even if it isn’t mine anymore….”

“Hunnnh,” she sounded with sarcasm still.

“And you seemed to handle it pretty well. You are on the verge of becoming the person with the largest amount of shares, even if I really do not know how you did that,” he commended, recollecting the details of how Alex had explained all about it to him in the money. She had not used any money from the black card that was with her, which was what he thought her final resort would be.

“And what do you mean by swaying, Aria?” Dalton’s seemed a little different from the side of him that she usually saw or saw a few seconds ago, that seemed so sensual and flirty which was charming in a way.

“You seem to have not have not stopped monitoring every movement and step of my life. And you always do it wrongly, and also do it at the wrong times,” she hissed, not answering the question that he had asked her.

“You really are an attractive woman, Aria. It is fucking hard to resist you everytime,” he became so flirty, as his eyes ran sexily across every part of her body. It made her almost shocked out of her mind, to see him using words that would never usually come out of his mouth.

‘So he does know the word fuck.’

His lip crashed against hers and kissed her so passionately and deeply, that it was hard for hers to reciprocate the spontaneous action of his. He kissed her till she thought that she would really faint, and she broke free as quickly as she could to catch her breath.

Unsatisfied by the savoring taste of her that he had gotten to taste again, he pushed her further for another kiss but she struggled to break free again. Kissing him was the least of her problems.

“You are kissing me like you want to suffocate me. Are you drunk?!” She yelled angrily.

“I think so. Your lips make me high,” he winked at her, and she almost shrieked in horror.

“You must really be out of your mind!”

“It doesn’t matter if I am. We have to make sure that you are not. Now get dressed, while we go for the check-up,” he winked at her again.

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“The doctor said that the results of the blood test that was taken would be out by evening, but she cannot do a full CT scan,” Alex explained.

“Why is that?” Dalton, who was sitting in the VIP lounge waiting for Aria who had gone with the doctor, remained so impatient to wait for too long. He hated that she told the doctor that his presence would make her too scared to go through the entire procedure.

“He said that the patient is extremely claustrophobic to be in such enclosed space, and is too emotionally unstable to take the test as she didn’t steady throughout the first tests. He suggested and advised that she should take therapy first, and come back to do the remaining tests.”

“Aria is claustrophobic and emotionally unstable? Really?” Dalton almost yelled incredulously and in great surprise at the preposterous news that he had to hear Alex tell him. From what he knew she was never like that

‘What has she got up to her sleeve again?’ he wondered angrily.

“Get her to come here. Right, now!”