The President’s Stubborn Love

Aaron left the hotel and got into his car.

Eral immediately pulled out the news report, “The Garcia Family people were using those punks to go after Sherry because of the beating Nola got and now those guys have all been called back by Gregorio.”

Aaron lifted his eyes to look over, “Where’s Sherry?”

“The hospital, she wants to get Kate transferred.” Eral answered cautiously, looking at his own president’s face, “Going to the hospital now?”

Aaron’s inky eyes were hidden from the blackness of the night, “No need for that.”

The car drove on for a while longer.

The man ordered coldly and somberly, “Keep an eye on the Garcia Family’s movements.”

Knowing the Garcia Family, they would never stop there, they were planning something.

The Garcia Family could have used Nola’s engagement to Aaron as a way to get in touch with the famous families, but now there is a scandal, Nola has been beaten up and put in hospital, David has been shut out for days, and he is being treated badly by the Seattle Garcia Group.

The reputation that has been built up over the years is a half-hearted loss.

“Where did they go again?” David looked at the empty room, furious.

Amanda was busy whispering in his ear.

“As long as that Sherry takes a life on her back, we at Nola can get away with it while we can, and it’s perfect to use that Monica as bait.”

David grunted, “Good, let the Henry Family know what we’re made of.”

…

Later that evening, Aaron received a call from the nursing home.

Says Monica is sick again.

He immediately rushed over and saw the sanatorium crowded around the outside of the ward, which was dark, with women’s cries coming from time to time.

“Get out of the way!”

Eral cleared the field immediately.

But the deputy dean took the initiative to stop Aaron, “Mr. Swift, this is not the best time to go in for a visit, your sudden entry will instead trigger Monica’s resistance, which is not conducive to stabilizing her condition.”

Aaron’s eyes were cold and his voice was anxious, “Didn’t you say her condition was stable? Why is self-harm still happening! How are you taking care of her.”

“Monica’s mood has changed a lot since she returned home this time, compared to the past, and she often talks to herself alone. Is it possible that she met someone on this trip abroad that has stimulated her.”

“We suspect that the damage caused to Monica by this stimulus was transient and perhaps induced a sense of self-healing deep in her brain that would have a positive effect on the treatment, so perhaps it could be tried again to perpetuate the stimulus, in other words, to have this person who was stimulating Monica, stay with her for a long time. ”

Aaron’s eyes flashed.

Immediately taking out his phone, he dialed Eral’s number, “Bring Sherry here, now.”

He will do whatever it takes to cure Monica’s illness.

Sherry kept fighting back when she was stopped by Aaron’s.

“I no longer have anything to do with that man, and if you get in the way again, I’ll call the police.”

“Sherry, take it easy and watch this video first.”

They handed over their mobile phones and on the screen, Monica was crying in the hospital room and would keep hammering her head with her hands, looking very distressed.

Sherry slowly tightened her brow.

“This is what happened at the sanatorium today, and now Mr. Swift would like you to come over.”

Although she wasn’t sure of Aaron’s intentions, Sherry deliberated and said, “Yes.”

Half an hour later, Monica was standing outside the ward.

Aaron is nowhere to be seen, and she is greeted by the deputy director of the sanatorium.

“Are you saying that Aaron wants me to be available to Monica as an escort on a permanent basis?” Sherry fumbled; after what had happened at this engagement party, Aaron should be very disgusted with her.

And, she had only just beaten Nola.

“Yes, Sherry, but your more primary role is to facilitate Monica’s recovery, someone else will take care of the nursing side of things, you just need to be present for her every day.”

Sherry understood it at that moment.

So Aaron is going to put her under house arrest again in the sanatorium?

Even for Monica’s sake, she chose to refuse.

“Sherry, the only person who can help Monica now is you, I hope you can reconsider.” The Vice President looked across the screen at the silhouette, “How painful it must be for her to be in this place every day at the age of a flower.”

Not because of Aaron’s imposition.

Rather, it was these words from the Vice President, and the look on Monica’s face as she sat alone in the room at the time, that touched Sherry.

“I need to go back and pack a few clothes and come over tomorrow.”

“Well, thank you, Sherry,” so thanked the vice-president, and made a point of sending Sherry out of the sanatorium.

Only when Sherry had left did Aaron’s car pull out of the nursing home gates.

Windows rolled down.

“Keep a careful eye on every move she makes here.” Aaron’s brow furrowed, “If she has no effect on Monica’s improvement, let her go immediately.”NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

“Yes, Mr. Swift, you can count on it.” The Vice President reassured again and again.

The car goes further and further away.

The vice-president stood at the entrance to the sanatorium and dialed Nola’s number.

“Sherry, things are all done as you requested, Sherry will be in the sanatorium tomorrow, and by then, whatever you want, is fine.”

Nola was very pleased with the efficiency of her work.

“When it’s done, you’ll be the director of this sanatorium.”

“Thanks sherry.”

…

Sherry returned home to two messages on her phone.

One was from the hospital saying that Kate’s request for transfer had been denied and before Sherry could think more about it, she saw another message, from Eral.

“Mr. Swift has invited Professor Miller, one of the country’s leading brain specialists, to consult with your mother, and until the results are in, I hope you can concentrate on staying with Miss Monica.”

After many days.

It was as if she had fallen back into Aaron’s hands and had to be at his mercy.

Sherry looked out the window at the dark night and sighed helplessly.

Early the next morning, she checked into the sanatorium with a few daily necessities. She seemed much calmer than on previous occasions, and was not afraid to see the noisy patients around her.

“This is your room.”

“Don’t I get a room with Monica? Where’s she staying?” Sherry frowned.

The carer who brought her in looked at her in amazement, “What is Miss Monica’s status and you want to stay with her? Hurry up and go inside, a doctor will be here later to examine you.”

“A check-up? What checkup, I’m not sick.”

But her voice could not get out halfway.

The care worker gave a strong push and locked that door directly, “This building is a special ward, all doors are specially made, you come in, just be quiet, it’s useless to shout, you know.”

Next to him, was the voice of that vice-president, “The formalities are all done, right?”

“Yes, she will be given sedative medication immediately.”

Sherry watches as several men in protective clothing and masks step towards her …