Chapter 190: I'm getting Muddled

The Stanley family was very fond of Aria from the time they started to visit Finn in Country S. They liked her to the extent, they started visiting her rather than him.

Finn was very happy how they liked Aria instead of getting jealous of that attention.

Aria entered inside the Stanley mansion to see Alan playing chess with Harold in the living hall. She didn't know Alan was invited too.

"Grandfather Harold" She sat next to him sticking her tongue out at Alan whose affectionate gaze shifted to her from the chessboard.

"Aria... What's so good about your fiance? I always look at his expressionless face."

Finn interjected, "Husband... They are married." He knew it the day Aria returned to country S seeing her adoring the marriage certificate picture all day.

His father had a surprised look 'She is just twenty-three!'

Harold wasn't surprised because he knew about it. 

Aria giggled hearing Finn's father. "Uncle, he fooled me to say Yes when I was an innocent little girl."

Alan didn't feel the need to comment.

Nobody knew Alan better than Aria. His weakness to strength, his expressionless face to all expression was only for her including his talks, worries, and happiness.

They continued to talk and had dinner before Harold came to a serious topic, "How are you two handling Jasper Madison?"

Yes! one among three was Jasper Madison.

Roxy's father.

Aria's Uncle.

The so-called family.

Aria and Alan looked at each other before the former started to speak.

"We had long back started attacking him. He had attended our wedding to ask for my help but I hadn't let him talk. His major consignment was taken by the rival company on Alan's interference. He needs capital but Alan's men stopping all their paths over there. I still have to talk to Roxy, if she wants his company then I'll push him off the ridge else the company will drown with him."

"He doesn't have a reason to attack you in the skiing resort and importantly your location was given to him by his daughter. I don't think you should be close to her."

Aria bit her lip before she could be able to respond, "I don't know if she was with him in the plan. After Lucas Cooper, Jasper Madison, Abey Parker, and Kite Parker, I am scared to trust anyone who is called as relatives. Except for a few, it's difficult for me to trust anyone."

Everyone who heard her knew what she had gone through. Finn who was sitting next to her rubbed her head. "Don't worry."

Aria hummed and faintly smiled at Alan and the Stanley family members who were worried about her. 

Whoever had to be her support were using her or attacking her. 

Rowan Morgan, Oliver's best friend, and Finn Stanley who became her friend. They didn't expect anything in return, they were there for her, helped her, loved her endlessly, and became her family. 

A family, who just wants her safe and happy without any expectation.

"The reason behind his attack is unknown. Once he becomes weak, we will ask him." 

They spoke for sometime before Alan and Aria left. 

Finn was leaving for his room but heard his grandfather, "Finn, in my study."

Finn had the idea of why he was being called. Harold sat down before asking, "What's with the rumors with that actress? Why are letting it escalate?"

Finn lazily responded, "I started... Eva Miller doubted me and she is very close to Alia. I had lied so."

"Aria... Finn, it's Aria... The more you think as Alia, you couldn't move on."

Finn didn't reply other than playing with his mobile.

It wasn't that he didn't try, It hurt him more calling as Aria. He was ready to think they were still in the country S calling her Alia.

His illusion world with only Alia.

Harold had already tried his all to make him understand but nothing helped.

"Grandpa, if nothing else, go to bed soon. you are leaving early in the morning."

Finn didn't wait for his response and went to his room. He drank for a little while before going to bed remembering Alia.

...

Alan drove her car and entered the mansion normally from the main door with Aria.

Both heard Calvin's voice, "Arrie, don't stay out too late. It's not safe."

Alan lowered his cap and went upstairs as Aria responded, "Alright. Brother Calvin, I'm tired, I'll go to bed. Rest early."

Calvin nodded looking at the man's back. "He? Rian Morgan?"

Aria saw Alan's back. His jacket matches Rian's style so Aria hummed as she went upstairs.

Aria went into the bedroom and laid on her bed, "Why is he staying here?"

Alan kept her laptop on the table, removed her earrings and wristwatch as he responded, "Why? Don't you like him? He wants to protect you."

"From whom? I feel like he is here to keep an eye on me."

Alan slipped her heels off and carried her up making her scream, "Alan..."

Alan paused, "Why is your first reaction to everything is 'NO'? I proposed to you and you tried to run away, the same for our wedding and marriage. Even to our first second third fourth..."

Aria closed his mouth hearing him continue the counts, "Are you saying I shouldn't have said yes later?"

Alan felt like he threw himself in the pit. 

Aria pursed her lips to control her laughter and continued caressing his handsome face.

"Sweetheart, you had love at first sight and did so much for me. So who is easy to get?"

Alan gritted his teeth and admitted defeat for the time being, "Me."

"You were the one who proposed, asked me to marry and wed. So who do you think begged?"

Alan controlled himself from throwing her out, "Me"

She pecked on his cheek and complimented, "Smart husband... Bathe me now."

Alan had thought she was going to say NO to punish him more but hearing her giving permission, "No! Go and take a bath. I'm tired."

Aria gave him a sweet flying kiss, "Alright, I'll dump you and find somebody strong and younger than you."

"You little rascal, I dare you to say it again."

Aria ended on the bed instead of the bathtub when she was giggling. 

Alan was too late to realize he was actually too easy and Aria tricked him with just a line...

'Fine, I'm getting Muddled. Who cares? She is my wife.'

...

Aria was leaning on him tracing his collar bone with her finger when they finished. "Alan"

Alan played with her hair lock as he hummed.

"Grandfather Morgan told me that you were in year one Senior high when he spoke to you about me. He told that you agreed to meet me when he asked you. Why didn't you come and meet me?"

"Who said I hadn't?" Alan asked back.