Divorced The True Heiress Gets It All novel Chapter 770

Chapter 770

Owen didn’t pay any attention to the online drama. But Aiden really didn’t want Owen to get mixed up. Sure, he might get some fame out of it, but people would also slap labels on him like “ruthless” or call him an “ungrateful traitor.”

Back when Owen sent Isaac to prison, there was already a wave of hate online. People accused him of stirring up drama for clout, or even “making a name for himself off someone else’s misery.”

Aiden always thought that being in the spotlight wasn’t a good thing. It was better to keep things low-key. “Just stay out of this, okay? We’re not taking sides.”

“Grandpa, I’ve already made up my mind,” Owen replied. “Don’t worry about it. Just spend some time with Julia.”

Aiden sighed, “Alright, do what you want. If you end up making enemies, that’s your business. Just don’t drag Aria into it. Brodie already has it out for her.”

“Relax,” Owen said. “Aria can handle herself. Honestly, I’m the one who relies on her for protection.”

“Listen to you, so proud of yourself. I’m hanging up.”

“Bye, Grandpa.”

Just as they hung up, the light turned red. Owen turned to look at her. “Madelyn, did you do that on purpose?”

Aria knew exactly what he meant. “No, my hand just slipped and landed in the wrong place.”

As soon as she finished, she reached out again and let her hand land on his thigh once more. “Now that was on purpose,” she said with a grin. As she pulled her hand back, Owen caught it in his.

Aria lowered her gaze and she could see the way his Adam’s apple stood out, along with the bit of collarbone showing at his neckline. There was a clear bite mark there. One she’d left a few days ago. It still hadn’t faded.

“Madelyn, tomorrow’s Sunday. You don’t have to go to school, so you can sleep in,” Owen said.

Aria glanced up at him, totally straight-faced. “How many are left?”

Owen just grinned. He was more than used to how direct she was. “Two or three. I’ll grab some more later.”

“Alright,” Aria said.

They both slept in until noon. When Aria woke up, she saw Owen still sound asleep. She carefully slipped his arm off her and sat up. But as soon as she did, his arm wrapped around her again, pulling her back down.

Owen buried his face in her neck, his voice a little rough. “Madelyn, what time is it?”

“It’s half past twelve,” Aria replied.

“You should sleep a bit more. I’ll get up and make us some lunch,” Owen said.

They were pressed so close together that Aria suddenly felt something hard against her. She stared at him in shock. “Seriously? You’re still…?”

Owen just hugged her tighter. “It’s just biology, I can’t control it.” Aria honestly thought she’d drained him dry last night and he’d need some time to bounce back.

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Owen stayed like that for a few more minutes before finally sitting up. His upper body was bare, and there were several scratch marks across his back and chest. They were Aria’s handiwork. But honestly, he’d asked for it.

“I’m too lazy to cook, let’s just get delivery,” Aria said, giving him a nudge with her foot. “Go grab the ointment, I’ll take care of those scratches for you.”

Owen pulled on his pajamas, glancing at the red marks on his chest as he did up the buttons. “Honestly, I could just leave

them.”

“If they scar, I’ll be annoyed. Now go.” Aria shot back.

“Alright, boss. Food first.” Owen grinned. After ordering food, Owen went to the living room to grab the ointment while Aria was in the bathroom brushing her teeth.

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