Naomi's heart raced, laden with perplexity. Why, in the world, was Aiden kissing her so ferociously? Naomi had no choice but to bite him in response.
"Hisss—" Aiden grunted, releasing her. He wiped the trace of blood from his lip, a smile playing on his lips.
"Do you remember now? Who I am!" With a forceful grip on her hair, he demanded an answer.
"Ah!" Naomi exclaimed, her scalp in pain, retorting, "Sir, are you out of your mind?"
"Humph! Sir?" Aiden sneered with mockery. "How long do you intend to perform this amnesia act?"
Amnesia?
Naomi was bewildered; it seemed he had recognized her, the man from that night at 'Heaven on Earth.' But did he need to be this furious? It was akin to suffering from manic tendencies!
"Sir, I am not feigning amnesia," Naomi frowned.
"I remember that night at 'Heaven on Earth.' I am not denying the debt, and I haven't received your message. Moreover, I truly can't recall your appearance clearly. I came here to confirm with you. So, if you provide me your account, I will transfer the money to you."
What?
Aiden was stunned. She was referring to this incident? He had assumed, with her unwavering gaze, that she had recognized him!
Apparently not!
That night could be explained as her being intoxicated, but now?
Was she still pretending? Why? On what grounds?
Aiden's chest surged with anger.
Suddenly, he raised his hand, clutching Naomi's throat.
"Ugh!" Naomi's breath was restrained, her complexion changing slowly. "Release... release..."
Aiden's eyes were filled with a chilling intent. Naomi, in that moment, had no doubt—he wanted to end her life!
But why? Just because of their 419 rendezvous?
Perhaps he felt insulted? Judging by his demeanor and noble status, he might fear she'd entangle him.
Naomi, struggling to breathe, intermittently explained, "Sir, this matter is not solely my responsibility. Rest assured, I won't... won't trouble you."
Aiden's thin lips tightened, the tension in his mind ready to snap.
Abruptly, he uttered, "In this world, every licentious woman deserves to die!"
With a swift release, Naomi was flung to the ground.
"Cough... Cough..." Naomi covered her neck, coughing violently.
She raised her head abruptly, staring at Aiden.
This man was truly insane! What did she have to do with phrases like "licentious" and "red apricot wall"?
"Haha..." Naomi laughed, "Are you so enraged because your wife is unfaithful?"
Aiden was astonished. She... said that!
"Serves you right!" Naomi spat, "For a man who sponsors female celebrities everywhere, it's no wonder his wife would be unfaithful! You're allowed to stray, but your wife isn't... Uh..."
His jaw was suddenly clamped shut, and Aiden's grip was so strong that it threatened to crush her jawbone!
Frowning, Naomi was rendered speechless.
Aiden looked at her, a sinister smile on his face.
"Justly so, my wife was unfaithful."
Naomi was stunned. Really? She was just venting her frustration.
Raising an eyebrow, Aiden continued, "Do you know what happened to her later?"
"... " Naomi looked at him, how could she know?
Aiden sneered, his smile chilling, "She died! I killed her!"
A buzzing sensation hit Naomi's chest, as if struck by a heavy blow. This man was not just manic; he was downright deranged!