Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife

"You... what are you doing?" Bella was so nervous she started stuttering, her face had a slight blush.

Damian looked up at her, half of his upper body pressed into her space, seeing her face so tense and flushed, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.

"What do you think I’m doing?" Damian lowered his voice and asked quietly, making sure Aiden in the backseat didn’t hear.

"I... how should I know." Bella’s heart was pounding non-stop, her gaze wandered, she didn’t dare to look at him.

"You don’t know, then why is your face red? What’s going on in that head of yours?"

"You... you get away." Bella gently reached out to push him, her face almost turning crimson.

He was so close that his presence nearly filled every inch of air around her, making her so nervous it was hard to breathe, her palms began sweating.

Damian leaned in even closer, reaching through to her waist, lowering his voice further, "If I were to do anything, it wouldn’t be in front of others, what’s got you so tense?" saying that, he pulled the seatbelt at her side and fastened it.

He... he leaned over just to help her with the seatbelt!

Bella finally realized, her face instantly flushed bright red, she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

How embarrassing.

Damian, in high spirits, started the car and drove away slowly.

Bella kept her head down, too embarrassed to lift it, only silently protesting in her heart.

She wasn’t incapable of fastening a seatbelt herself; he could have just told her, why did he have to lean over all flirtatiously and do it himself? He was clearly doing it on purpose!

Aiden glanced at Bella’s reddened ears, clicking his tongue and shaking his head. With Bella’s level, just a little teasing from Damian and she’s blushing; how could she possibly be a match for Damian?

But why is it that when he teases Bella so many times, he only gets an eye roll in return? Is it possible that his charm doesn’t compare to Damian’s?

No way! He and Damian are completely different types of men! Does Bella prefer the cold, reserved type instead?

The car drove onto the main road, Bella pressed down the car window for some air.

The air conditioner was on in the car, and when the window opened, a rush of hot air came in.

Damian, holding the steering wheel, glanced in her direction but didn’t say anything.

Bella blew at the hot wind through the window for a while, finally feeling the temperature on her face drop a bit.

She leaned on the window with her elbow, looking outside; the redness on her face subsided, but she had no intention of closing the window.

Because with the window closed, Damian’s aura would envelop her, making her nervous. It’s more relaxed blowing in the summer’s hot wind like this.

Aiden observed the changes between the two from the back.

It was evident that Damian was very assertive and dominant, but he was considerate and accommodating toward Bella. And Bella?

There’s no need to say more! She hasn’t been able to forget this man for five years, even if she pretends to be calm, she can’t deceive her heart. No wonder he’s been chasing her for so long without seeing her moved.

But these two clearly are mutually attracted, why are they apart?

Aiden propped his chin and thought for a while, his lips suddenly curved into a mischievous smile. Let him be the bad guy then.

The car stopped at the entrance of the Panda Pavilion, today there should be elementary school students on a field trip, there were two school buses parked at the entrance.

As soon as Bella got out of the car, Aiden immediately stepped forward, taking her shoulder and half pulling her into his arms, "Bella, let’s go."