Chapter 447


    Hanson reckoned Vania had an exhausting nightst night. I think I should carry her instead of


    letting her walk and whatnot.


    Meanwhile, Vania was looking at the tweet Hanson published.


    He wants to coborate with me? Hanson can''t have discovered my alias so quickly, can he?


    ''I''ve arrived, darling.''


    Vania couldn''t help grumbling when she saw the text notification from Hanson. So fast?! What did


    hee in, a ne?


    Just as she was about to tell him she would be down in a minute, her office door was pushed open.


    "Darling." Hanson''s voice was as sweet as honey, and being no stranger to her office, he went


    straight to his spot on the couch like this was his office.


    Vania put her phone away at that and sorted out the files on her desk while asking with a smile,


    "Why have you suddenly decided to also fund AllDayPatatay''s work?"


    Hanson got up, walked up to Vania, and carried her in his arms while he sat down on her chair.


    "Because I believe in my wife''s vision."


    He couldn''t shake off the feeling that his beloved wifey would be giving him another surprise.


    "Smooth-talker."


    Vania created some distance between their faces, for she couldn''t help feeling unsafe to be close to


    him.


    Then again, she was in his arms, so her attempt was pretty much useless.


    "C''mon, do you not think you''re my lucky charm?" At that, Hanson gave her an eager peck on the


    cheek.


    Ever since having Vania in his life, his business profited by the day. However, the self-control he had


    always been so proud of was weakening by the day. "Darling, let''s go home now."


    Dispassionate? Self-control? Aloof? Celibacy? None of it was worth anything in front of Vania, and


    surely there was nothing in this world that could beat his wife and their not-so-little family.


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    Vania, on the other hand, didn''t want to reply to any of his words, nor did she want to go home. This


    man was too scary.


    She red at him with feigned anger upon meeting Hanson''s lewd gaze. However, that re got


    him restless in an instant.


    Afterst night, he thought Vania was even more womanly and her every action and gaze could


    ruffle his mind for good.


    He swore he must have been poisoned by a substance named Vania Greyson, and there was no


    cure to this poison, nor did he want to be cured of it.


    "Darling…" he mumbled. "I don''t want to go home anymore."


    Her face instantly flushed crimson, and she broke free from his embrace at once. Does this man


    even remember that we''re still in the office?! "Home, now!" she ordered gravely.


    If they continued to stay in this office, who knew just what sort of PG18 stuff would happen next?!


    In contrast, she would be much safer at home. After all, their seven babies were at home.


    Hanson chucked upon seeing his wife being pissed off and behaved less indecently. However, his


    voice was stillced with titition when he spoke. "I''ll carry you, darling."


    "N-No need." Vania rejected his offer at once, believing this man was too dangerous for her own


    good. It was best that they did not have any physical contact.


    "Your legs aren''t fine. You can rest in my arms."


    While speaking, Hanson''s eyes were riveted on Vania''s legs. Who knew just what sort of PG18


    scenes were ying in that lewd mind of his?!


    Vania instantly knew whatever he was thinking, it wouldn''t be good when she saw his gaze, and her


    mind drifted elsewhere all of a sudden. For some reason, her knees felt weak, but she still stopped


    him assertively. "No, I can walk just fine."


    Her legs were working perfectly fine, no problem at all. It was in his arms instead that she believed


    she would be in grave danger.


    "No, you can''t." Hanson stopped arguing with her, for he knew nothing woulde of their


    argument even if they argued until the next morning.