After hearing what Fabian had said, Arvin kept silent for a few seconds. Then he picked up Angela who was clutched to his chest and said, "How we get along with each other is none of your business."

Kent was already waiting for them with the car door open. Arvin carried Angela into the car and left.

Fabian was standing alone in the wind after they had left. He was dazed and confused. 'It's right. She loves Arvin. Even if she just stays with Arvin and does nothing, she'll be happy,' he thought.

When Arvin and Angela were on their way home, something interesting happened.

Angela pressed against Arvin and said, "Big Wing, how did you know I was here? You came here just to pick me up. It's very nice of you!"

When she spoke, her breath reeked strongly of alcohol. Arvin disliked the smell so he pushed her away.

Angela was put down by that. She pounced upon him and said, "Big Wing, I want to sleep."

"You want to sleep? Angela, don't you think I deserve an explanation first?" Earlier that evening, Arvin left the operating table a bit early because the operation he conducted had been successful. After he arrived at Shenfeng Mansion, he found out from someone that Angela was with another man.

He had just heard someone say that Angela was Fabian's girlfriend. His girlfriend? Angela was his wife. How dare she became another man's girlfriend. Did she not care about his feelings?

"You want an explanation? Okay, I will give you one. But I need to get some sleep first!" Angela wriggled around in his arms like a child.

After she found a comfortable position, she instantly fell into sleep within half a minute.

...

When Angela opened her eyes, it was broad daylight. She rolled over into Arvin's arms. "Well, Big Wing, don't you have work to go to?"

Arvin looked a little upset. Why was that?

"I was just waiting for you to wake up," he said in a low voice.

He had been waiting the whole night.

"Oh, I am awake now! That's weird. Why don't I have a headache this time?" She usually has an awful headache in the next morning after drinking alcohol.

Arvin glared at her coldly. 'You don't have a headache because I fed you soup to relieve you of the effects of alcohol.' he thought.

"Angela."

"Yes, Sir!" Angela replied immediately and moved closer to him with a smile as he called her name with a more serious tone.

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