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His Versatile Gorgeous Wife

Chapter 653
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Chapter 653

Why does he always sound so aggrieved? What did | even do to him?

Arielle tried to guess what she had done to upset him and said, “Sorry, | didn’t mean to be late. | had to get the principal and my

homeroom teacher to sign the form for permission to live off-campus. | didn’t mean to keep you waiting. Please don’t be angry!”

Vinson's eyes twitched.

“Do you really think I'm mad because of that?”

Arielle blinked at him, her confusion deepening. “Why else would you be mad?”

“Ah, forget it!” Vinson retorted with a scowl. “Let's just pretend that's the reason I'm mad. Just giveyour luggage and get in the

car.”

With that, Wendy climbed into the passenger seat, still frowning in confusion. She knew there was another reason for Vinson's

irritation. But what's the real reason?

The silence in the car was palpable as they drove toward the residential area. When they stopped at a traffic light, Vinson finally

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turned to Arielle and said sullenly, “Don’t forget that we're married. You shouldn't go around petting other people's heads. We

signed a contract.”

Arielle turned her gaze to Vinson in astonishment. “Are you talking about Trisha? She's a girl!”

Vinson snorted and said in a low voice, “She's lucky that sh

“Huh?” Arielle did not know what he meant by his remark.

However, Vinson did not explain himself. The traffic light turned green, and he started the car again. They finally stopped in front of

an old residential building about ten minutes’ drive from Jadeborough University.

The appearance of the bright blue sports car attracted the attention of the few elderly people who were going about their morning

walk in front of the gate.

Getting out of the car, Vinson shook his head disapprovingly as he took in the rather rundown building in front of him. “This place is

so old! Why don’t you live within Maple Mansion? It’s only half an hour's drive from the university. It's really not that

far.”

Arielle recalled how Donovan had called her a ‘kept woman’ and shook her head vehemently. “No, | want to live alone.”

Hearing the firmness in her tone, Vinson did not try to persuade her any further. He silently started looking for her unit number.

Arielle was staying in unit number 2 on the sixth floor.

It was an old building, and there was no elevator, Hence, Vinson had to climb up six flights of stairs while

lugging Arielle’s two large suitcases behind him.

She had wanted to offer to carry one of the suitcases, but she saw that Vinson had managed to climb up to the fourth floor without

exerting much effort. Since he’s so strong and doesn’t seem to have any trouble carrying the bags, I'll let him do it all by himself

then!

She was panting by the tthey finally reached the sixth floor. On the other hand, Vinson looked perfectly fine despite having

carried two heavy suitcases up with him. Arielle could not help commenting as she unlocked the door to admit them into the

apartment, “I didn’t know you were so fit!”

Vinson raised an eyebrow and smirked. “I'm fitter than you think. You can tryif you'd like.”

“Try you?” Arielle asked, puzzled. “What do you mean?”

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As soon as those words left her mouth, Arielle realized that Vinson had been teasing her. She blushed furiously. “Oh, con,

Vinson! Don’t be indecent! Just because you're dressed like a Chad today, it doesn’t mean that you can act like one!”

Vinson smirked at her again. “It has nothing to do with my style today. I've always been this way.”

Especially when I'm speaking to you, Vinson added silently to himself.

Rolling her eyes, Arielle turned her back to him and

focused on unlocking the front door.

The doorknob was rather difficult to unlock, and Arielle fiddled with it for several minutes before a click sounded, and the door

finally swung open.

As soon as they entered the apartment, a musty smell and a cloud of dust accosted them.

Arielle sneezed and coughed several times as the dust tickled her nose and throat.

Vinson stepped in before her and said, “Wait by the door. I'll open up the windows first. Let the air circulate a little before you step

in.”

For a moment, he did not seem like a CEO at all. He walked straight into that musty apartment without even flinching