The President’s Stubborn Love

Yet no one answered her words.

Aaron had already taken a few steps up the steps and headed straight upstairs, and Nola wasn’t the only one ignored, there was Lousie on the steps too.

The embroidered cheongsam she was wearing was very elegant, and a coldness wavered in the corner of her eyes as she watched Aaron’s back as he darted up the stairs.

But it was very well concealed by her.

She even took the initiative to step down the steps and came in front of Nola, taking the initiative to gently take Nola’s hand, “It’s been a hard journey, originally we were going to pick you up together, but there was this sudden accident at home, for Monica’s safety, I hope you can understand.”

With such a gentle tone and kind expression, Nola fell in love right then and there.

And it’s good to know who Alex follows in that gentle, refined stance!

“Auntie, it’s okay with me.”

Nola tried her best to maintain her posture and nodded slightly, using all the lessons in etiquette that she had been studying for some time.

Lousie smiled and said, “We’re all family now, no need to be so formal, I see this dress is quite heavy for you too, change it first, I had it specially made for you by a foreign handyman, go and see if it fits, if you don’t like it, let them make it again.”

A few short sentences.

Nola has already put aside the loss she felt when she was left behind by Aaron, and the most important objective of her trip is to be liked by the Henry Family.

“Thank you, Auntie, you are so gentle.”

“Is that so? If only Aaron felt the same way.” A slight glumness passed under Lousie’s eyes as she said, and hid her face in resignation, “Well, enough of that, let’s go to my room first.”

After only the first meeting, Nola had the pleasure of going straight to the Henry Family hostess’s room.

She had only one thought in her mind, that she must have won their approval, otherwise, how could she have been so honored.

They went upstairs on their side.

Aaron has arrived at the door of the upstairs guest room.

Without saying a word, he barged straight in, only to come across a very ambiguous scene in front of him.

Reto’s upper body shirt was slightly open and the whole thing looked as if he had just let go of Sherry, who was lying backwards, apparently in an unconscious state.

“Get out!”

Aaron rushed over, his brow furrowed, shaking Sherry hard.

“Wake up.”

Reto was pushed aside, her face flushed, “You came, at a bad time, she was so happy just now and kept saying over and over that I was the best she had ever seen.”

Aaron picked Sherry up on his shoulders and left without looking at Reto.

Reto sat on the floor and slammed his fist down hard on his forehead, not paying attention for a moment, and he got hit himself, knowing that his big brother had warned him not to touch Sherry.

“But what does it matter now that it’s been misunderstood by Aaron?”

Aaron, like Aaron, could only lead the men away, not daring to touch him.

“Just a feral seed.”

Sherry was confused when she caught a whiff of a familiar men’s perfume.

Her hands, clutching him tightly.

“Monica, Monica’s gone, I … I put a locator on her and my phone … is in the room.”

Sherry still felt the heat rolling off her body, the pain coming back, and as she spoke, tears flowed uncontrollably.

“I heard Alex’s voice, and this whole thing was set up by them.”

“You go find Monica and leave me alone!”

Her chest rose and fell as she shouted so hard, her hands dropping feebly as she muttered, “If anything happens to her again, I really won’t have the face to live.”

Aaron’s hands tightened.

The chill that fell in the eyes grew thicker and thicker.

On the other side of the corridor, a long and happy figure, none other than Alex, came along.

He offered a smile, “Just got home and you’re so busy? Do you need a word of guidance from me? After all, I know this home better than you do.”

Aaron stared into those sinister, calculating eyes that only showed behind people, and dismissed in a fierce voice, “No matter what happens to either of them, I won’t let you off the hook.”

Alex was slightly stunned for a couple of seconds.

“I was right, you were right about Sherry …”

Without waiting for him to finish, Aaron had already rushed forward with Sherry in his arms.

Throwing down the gauntlet, “The Rashad family’s people are coming over today, right? I’m not afraid to make a big deal out of it, and anyway, you’re the one who’s going to sign a contract with them, not me.”

To trip him up and screw up the Henry Group’s contract with the Rashad family, Alex is really getting impulsive.

At the sound of this sentence, Alex’s smile, which had just shown its smugness, faded away.

He gritted his teeth hard.

“Heh …”

Aaron sent Sherry back to her room and took out her phone, “Password.”

Sherry scrambled for a breath of strength, “Your fingerprints.”

The man’s brow locked tighter, his finger pressed up and when it did, it unlocked.

He looked back at the woman who had fallen into a coma on the bed.

“Keep an eye on her, and if anything happens again, I’ll have the Henry Family turned upside down today.”

Uncle Bob stood waiting at the door with a couple of servants and nodded hastily, “Don’t worry, Master Aaron, I’ll keep an eye on it myself.”

Uncle Bob also looked very apologetic.

Aaron took Sherry’s phone and headed straight downstairs.

Three hours later.

Sherry had a nightmare and woke up from her bed.

Still in Monica’s room.

The surroundings are dim and the man standing by the window can be vaguely seen.

“Is Monica okay?”

Her voice was so muffled that when she spoke, even she startled herself.

Aaron turned back to the low table beside him where her phone sat, the contents of which he had read through, and looked at Sherry with an incredibly complex gaze at this point.

Sherry was relieved.

The fact that he’s still standing calmly means Monica’s okay.

The faith that had sustained her faded and the rolling sensation swept over her again.

A few sharp breaths from Sherry.

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The body stumbled and fell against the glass door in one fell swoop.

Aaron rushed over to her and grabbed her with one hand, asking, “Can’t you tell what you’ve eaten, don’t you have any brains to eat anything from the Henry Family?”

He had clearly warned her before coming!

Sherry swallowed hard and lifted her eyes to look at him, her pretty face already flushed, and when she spoke again, her voice was hoarse and seductive.

“Do you have to, at this time, scold me? Can it, wait for me to take a cold shower.”

Her almost supplicating look was heartbreaking.

Aaron raised his hand and pressed her shoulder.

I couldn’t control it and hooked her into my arms, “You had to hurt yourself in such an extreme way?”

Sherry struggled to prop him up with her hands.

But the force is just too small.

“I’ll hurt every time you … do.”

Aaron’s throat tightened and he picked her up in a lazy hug, “Count me in for once today if you help me get Monica back.”

Sherry was still in a daze, only feeling soft beneath her, and the man in front of her, clutching her clothes a little, had never been so gentle.

“Aaron, is it still you?”

She was even hallucinating.

The man moved with a start.

The voice snapped cold, “Who do you wish it to be?”

Sherry hooked her arms around his neck, in a state of ecstasy, unable to help herself, “In this life, there will be no one else but you.”