Hidden Marriage With My Imperfect CEO

"I\'ve found the person who almost ran you over," said Raka.

Della went straight to ask, "Who wanted to harm me? Have I ever offended someone on purpose?"

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"Dewi," Raka replied.

Della blinked repeatedly.

Dewi? But why did she intend to harm her? Could it be …

"Why would my mother want to kill me? This can\'t be…" Della whispered.

"Maybe because you don\'t want to go home and marry her son. Or for something else? I don\'t know. You better stay at home and not go anywhere for a while," Raka stepped forward again, smelling a familiar scent from Della\'s body.

His face immediately changed when he realized what it was like. "Are you picking my bergamot?"

Della was stunned by the question. She saw many bergamot trees planted in Raka\'s yard. She heard from Alin that this was the first time the bergamot fruit was grown this year so Della took the initiative to pick it, using it as a salad for Raka\'s dinner.

But she did not expect Raka to be this angry.

"S-sir ... I didn\'t know that the fruit shouldn\'t be taken," Della said in a weak voice.

Raka still remembered his first kiss under the bergamot tree. His beautiful past memories were full of Anya.

"How many did you take?" Raka immediately turned around and went out towards the garden.

Seeing that some fruit was still on the tree, he calmed down again.

Della immediately followed Raka towards the garden. She knew she was in big trouble, but she couldn\'t run anywhere.

She could only face him.

She ran so fast to catch up with Raka, not expecting the man to suddenly stop, making her hit his back hard.

The collision didn\'t do anything to Raka, he still stood firmly in his place.

Meanwhile, Della staggered backwards while clutching her nose. "Sorry, I\'m sorry ..." She did not see a stone behind her and immediately tripped over her leg.

Raka quickly caught Della so she didn\'t fall and caught her in his arms.

"Is this your way of throwing yourself into a man\'s arms?" He sneered.

"I didn\'t mean it. You are the one who caught me," Della stuttered to answer.

Hearing her words, Raka sneered again. "Don\'t worry, your thin and flat body won\'t be able to catch my attention. I\'m only helping you."

Della\'s face was flushed with anger and embarrassment. Why was Raka so mean to her that he had to insult her physically?

After that, Raka let go of her and returned to the dining table.

Dinner had been served on the table and the man only ate in silence.

On the table, there were four kinds of dishes and a soup. Two dishes were made by Alin and the other two were done by Della.

All of Della\'s dishes contained the bergamot she picked from the garden.

"Sir, I cooked these two dishes and the others are Alin\'s homemade. How does the bergamot taste?" Della asked carefully.

Raka didn\'t answer. He took his spoon to ladle the soup. "Not good."

"Not good?" Della felt her throat tighten. "Then, try this one. There used to be a bergamot orange tree in the orphanage where I lived. When I was little, Mrs. Winda often made this dish for me. It tastes really good."

Raka obeyed Della\'s words and tasted the dish. It was true that it tasted good and refreshing because it had bergamot in it.

"Mrs. Winda is very good at cooking. But I don\'t know how things are now," Della whispered. She wanted to ask Raka to let her meet Winda, but she was too afraid to say it.

"Do you want to meet Mrs. Winda?" Raka immediately understood Della\'s intention.

No wonder Della suddenly picked a bergamot in his garden. It turned out that she did this because she remembered Winda, her mother figure.

"I\'ve arranged surgery for her. I will take you to meet her later. But it depends on how you work after Alin comes home," said Raka.

Alin could only teach Della until the end of the month. After that, she would return to her hometown and stay there with her family.

After dinner, Raka returned to his office to take care of his work. Meanwhile, Della and Alin had dinner together.

"Sis, apart from bipolar, obsessive-compulsive disorder, is he also moody? His mood seems to change quickly," Della knew that Raka was furious when he found out that she picked bergamot in the garden. But he looked calm as if nothing had happened the next moment.

Raka\'s nature was unpredictable.

Della was really worried. Could she take care of Raka by herself after Alin left?

"No, he is very kind and not moody," When she saw Raka standing at the kitchen door, Alin was shocked to death. "Don\'t misunderstand me, sir."

Della\'s back felt stiff. She didn\'t dare look back.

Fate loved to mess with her. Why did she ask it when Raka listened to her? 

"Bipolar, obsessive-compulsive disorder, and moody? Why don\'t you ask me if I\'m crazy or not?"  Raka opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of drinking water.

"Sir, I\'m just kidding. In order to serve you well, I asked Ms. Alin about what you like and don\'t like. There is no other reason," Della smiled awkwardly, trying to look at Raka cheerfully.

But Raka just snorted at her answer.

Della was really sorry to ask that.

Was Raka offended by her? If Raka was really offended, she wouldn\'t be able to meet Winda ...

Della slapped her mouth irritatedly. Why did her stupid mouth have to speak carelessly?

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One week later, Keara\'s case began to be tried.

Her assistant and uncle had betrayed her, exposing everything she had ever done. Falsifying DNA test results, assassination attempts and so on. All the evidence was clear and she finally received a sentence of 10 years in prison.

After Mila surrendered herself, she also exposed the fact that Keara had stolen Anya\'s perfume recipe. Keara had to pay a large amount of compensation to Anya and the hospital fees for all the patients who were allergic to her perfume.

Keara\'s Perfume, the brand that she worked hard to build from scratch, had to file for bankruptcy after she went to prison.

Every now and then, Nadine would report about Iris\' situation.

Iris\' sales were great, especially after Keara\'s Perfume closed. In addition, Amore was also stagnant since Imel\'s case so that their sales had decreased considerably.

Most of the customers from these shops eventually moved to Iris.

The perfume that sold well in Iris was the one Anya made during the competition. Now, that perfume had become the main source of income for Iris.

Anya felt very happy that everything was going well. Iris was also growing and she was getting a lot of money.

"You look happy lately. What are you so happy about? Why don\'t you tell me?" Aiden asked on purpose. In fact, he already knew.

"Nadine said that Iris is getting better with sales. Are you still going to give me the commission according to what you promised before?" Anya blinked her eyes innocently. If Aiden forgot that promise and didn\'t want to give her money, she would cry out loud.

"When did I fail to keep my promise? Of course I will. All the money you make is yours and all the money I make is yours." Aiden saw the satisfied expression on Anya\'s face and felt that his little wife was really cute.

"I can use my own money. Nico and Nadine are getting married so I want to prepare a big gift for them. Someday, Raka, Brother Ivan, and Jonathan will also get married. I also want to give them gifts. I won\'t let you gift them alone." Anya counted on her fingers and realized that she had to prepare a lot of money.

"Why do you want to give them gifts? Did they give you gifts too?" Aiden asked.