“Aria, I already know that Dad's marriage to you is a contract. It's not based on love. Moreover, he's in a coma, and we don't know whether he'll ever wake up. So why don't you step down and become my mistress? I'll take care of you and your children...”

Pah!

Before Marco could finish his sentence, a tight slap landed across his cheek.

Aria's eyes burned with anger.

“How dare you, Marco!”

Marco had a mocking smile on his face as he wiped the blood from his busted lip.

Aria's lips quivered in anger. “Don't you ever curse my husband again. He'll wake up, and I'm your stepmother. Let that...