386 Pretty little dummy wife

Aria soon woke up when she didn't find Alan next to her. Rubbing her eyes, she peeked towards the ensuite but lights were off. Getting off the bed, she noticed Alan's laptop was missing from the desk so putting on a nightdress sheath, she went to Alan's study room thinking there might be an intricacy at the company end.

She opened the door to see Alan sitting on the floor leaning on the bookshelf rubbing between his brows. Many papers were scattered on the floor. She never saw Alan in so much despondent.

Hearing the door creak, he raised his head to see Aria and his back unconsciously straightened, "Honey..."

Aria pushed the door to close. She knew Alan couldn't be upset due to office work. She went to him and sat on his lap to face him straight. Cupping his face, "I'm not taking nothing as a response this time." Her gentle concern tone sounded in the room.

Alan tried to change the topic, "Why are you awake? Let's go..."