The President’s Stubborn Love

The whole body is affected by one hair.

Sherry just sat there, twiddling her fingers back and forth, in a wanton imitation of Monica’s usual appearance, when suddenly a thought that shouldn’t have crossed her mind.

Is it possible that Monica is sometimes sober, but she doesn’t want to face everything around her, so she deliberately acts like she’s ‘crazy’.

As soon as the idea popped up, it was overwhelming.

All she could think of was how Monica had looked at the Henry Family’s birthday party, and there were times when Monica’s expression did not look quite right.

Sherry couldn’t stop thinking about it and couldn’t help wanting to meet Monica.

So much so, that she ignored the two people still standing around her.

Sherry pranced to her feet and ran straight to Monica’s room.

“Where are you going?”

Aaron’s brow furrowed and he took a step to follow.

Wilson froze for two seconds and muttered, “Are you trying to use her to get back at the Garcia Family, or are you just worried about her.”

Sometimes people are only one step away from being purposeful and genuine.

When Aaron caught up with Sherry, she was already standing in the doorway of Monica’s room, her hand twitching on the doorframe, her gaze deep in Monica’s eyes.

Aaron was just watching her from the sidelines.

It was only then that he realized the depth of the bruise on her neck, and that if he hadn’t got there in time, something might have happened to Monica and her.

“I’m sorry.”

His throat rolled and he spat out those three words in a faint voice.

Only he thought Sherry couldn’t hear him.

Sherry’s fingers tightened unapproachably for a moment, then stepped firmly into the room and, directly, grabbed Monica’s hand as she drew.

Next to him Kirsty was startled too.

“Sherry, how are you?”

The words left her mouth, and she then noticed the man in the doorway.

Aaron shook his head lightly.

Kirsty complied and immediately withdrew quietly.

In the room, the three of them were the only ones left.

Sherry bent down and held Monica’s hand tightly in hers as she spoke the words that had been swirling in her mind, “Did it scare you the other night?”

Her voice was muffled.

The moment you open your mouth, you can’t help but feel heartbroken.

Monica was slightly stunned before squeezing out a small smile, “You are?”

She doesn’t seem to remember anything.

But Sherry didn’t move, just spoke so self-consciously, “Your brother has severed ties with the Garcia Family and won’t send you back to the nursing home, so don’t worry about it, just get well.”

These are words that no one will tell Monica.

Everyone in the Swift Family, including Aaron, is coaxing Monica with a caring mindset.

No one would tell her that Aaron would go out of his way to turn against the world for her.

“You …”

Aaron would have liked to have stepped forward to stop it.

But Sherry took the initiative to hug Monica, her head buried in the crook of Monica’s neck, her voice, with a sob in it, “Luckily, you’re okay, or I’d never forgive myself for the rest of my life.”

The man’s eyes sank for a long time.

Monica let Sherry hold her for a few moments before her hand slowly moved up and landed on Sherry’s back, patting it gently.

“I remember, you were the carer before.”

Sherry moved with a start, listening to the subtle wavering in Monica’s voice, a flash of surprise in her eyes, although Monica was trying desperately to control her emotions, Sherry could hear that Monica recognized her!

And, it was also clear that someone in the sanatorium was harming her.

She must have had her own considerations for not telling the whole story. Sherry moved away slowly and opened her mouth, “I won’t bother you with your painting, I’ll see you later.”

With that, she ran quickly out of Monica’s room.

With her heart clamoring to almost break through her chest, Monica was awake!

Sherry ran all the way to the Swift Family’s back garden, exhausted to the point of panting, but with an uncontrollable smile on her face.

Until, someone gave her a tug.

Turning once, it was Aaron looking straight at her.

Sherry blinked and immediately adjusted her usual expression, “I was too worried about Monica to go and see her, I won’t be going later if you don’t want me to be in her presence.”

The words fell, and Aaron looked at her for a long moment.

“Sherry, can you hear me when I speak?”

A gentle breeze swept through the two men.

Sherry wrinkled her brow, pointed to her ear again, and looked down for the pen and paper in her coat pocket, mouth agape, “Please write, I can’t hear you.”

“Then don’t look for it.”

Aaron suddenly stepped forward and yanked her wrist.

For the next few minutes, Sherry almost wondered if her ears were really acting up, if she was imagining things on her own and then her brain was simulating them with Aaron’s voice.

Why else would he have spoken to her in such a pained tone.

And …

With each word, her heart thumped.

“You’re not responsible for what happened to Monica this time.”

“You did everything you could, and if it hadn’t been for you, I might have lost her forever.”

“I’m not going to restrict your freedom anymore, so if you’re going to leave Swift Family, at least, get well and don’t get hurt again.”

He suddenly moved closer and with a gentle tug, he yanked Sherry over.

She could clearly smell the scent of his suit jacket, the same scent that had surrounded her that day when she left the hotel, and Sherry was stunned for a couple of seconds before she sobered up and said, “I didn’t hear a word of that.”

Overhead, there was a slightly deeper sigh from the man.

“It’s okay, I just know.”

What did he know?

Sherry frowned and pushed the man in front of her away with force.

Aaron stumbled backwards two steps and looked at her quizzically.

“Mr. Swift, please behave yourself, I’ll be out of your house as soon as I can.” Sherry forced herself not to think about what he meant by those few words, he was definitely testing her.

If he knew that her ears were long gone and she was pretending not to hear them instead, he would be angry again.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

The only reason she stayed with Swift Family was to think things through.

What a state Monica is in!

Perhaps there are ingredients in those medicines she usually takes that shouldn’t be there.

Sherry was so preoccupied with these things that she ignored Aaron, just scribbling with a pen and paper, avoiding Aaron when he passed.

Nor would any of the servants be allowed to see the contents of the paper.

Wilson sat at the table and couldn’t help himself, “Finally, a woman has appeared, who intrigues you, before, you weren’t in this mood with Nola, were you?”

“No.”

Aaron coldly mouthed.

Wilson knew he didn’t want to hear the name, but avoiding it was not an option.

“Gregorio has come to me and asked me to put in a good word for you, and it would be best if I could ask you out for a meeting, after all, they are all business partners and it would be bad for everyone to get too upset.”

“Those are his words, not mine.”

Wilson looked at the time on his wristwatch and got up, “I have to go home and watch the kids, just another reminder, this Sherry might know something, so ask nicely and don’t be so mean to the girls.”