Aria's POV
I thought I was in the right, but being looked at like this by him, I suddenly felt somewhat guilty.
Biting my lip, I walked to the wardrobe and squatted down, pulled out the marriage agreement we both signed from a box, and slapped it in front of him: "We have a contract marriage!"
"What's the problem?" He picked up the agreement and flipped through it, "Since it's a contract marriage, it means we both agreed willingly." He closed the agreement and looked directly into my eyes, "Or are you trying to back out?"
Help! He called me by that old nickname again! Every time he addressed me like that, I had a bit of a stress response.
"I'm not backing out! But we originally were indeed..."
"Not backing out, just wanting to make love with me but not wanting to be my wife?"
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