The President’s Stubborn Love

At the mention of Monica, Aaron’s rational judgmental thinking is compromised, something that is also taken up by Nola.

She takes the initiative, but uses Monica as a shield.

“I know your biggest wish is to get Monica well, you don’t want my eldest to interfere with her condition if you want to at least make sure she doesn’t get hurt, right?” Nola said this with a gentle smile, “After all, I’ve adored you for so many years and it’s in my heart to do something for you at the end …”

“It’s not necessary.”

Nola didn’t even finish her prepared words before Aaron stopped them cold.

He didn’t even take the flash drive, the chill in his eyes quenching as he guarded against Nola’s approach.

Nola was so embarrassed that she couldn’t help but ask, “It’s because of Sherry, isn’t it? You hate me so much because she’s back with the Swift Family, right? Even though I was at fault, your feelings for her have been obvious for a long time, but you just refused to face them! Didn’t something happen between you two that was wrong with me too?”

Why does she have to bear the brunt of all the mistakes!

She is not the only one who has cheated and made mistakes.

Nola is so overcome with jealousy that she simply forgets about having to act in front of Aaron.

It was only after she had finished that she noticed the unusually gloomy face of the man in front of her.

But Nola didn’t feel wrong in the slightest, thinking of Sherry earlier in the Night Group, and following the example of defiant provocation, “I’m just wrong for loving you out of my mind, and everything I do, I …”

“It was all for my own good, so you got someone to spy on my whereabouts, even going so far as to pay off the deputy director of the sanatorium to sneak Sherry in and hide her from the world, and even to hit on Monica.”

The man leaned forward, his eyes dark and unseeing.

Nola panicked on the spot.

Why, he knows all about it!

“I have given you all face by not coming to the Garcia Family’s door, and my debt to you has long since been repaid, not to mention that the boy has nothing to do with me, half of it. Nola, how much longer are you going to act in front of me, relying on my tolerance of the Garcia Family? You’re not tired of acting, I’m tired of watching.”

“…”

Nola had never dreamed that this would be the outcome.

“Leave me alone or I’ll make the entire Garcia Family disappear from my sight.”

Aaron’s tone was cold to the core and the moment he turned to leave, Nola just felt her blood freeze; he wasn’t simply scaring her.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

He is perfectly capable of doing so if he wants to.

Nola took out her phone and called Gregorio in a shaky voice, “Brother, don’t … on your end.”

But before she could finish her sentence, Gregorio had already said triumphantly, “Don’t worry, sister, Sherry will die this time.”

Half an hour later.

Aaron went to the hospital and met with Miller personally, as well as with several other professors, to discuss Kate’s surgical options.

The professors here are all academic ceilings in the medical profession and it was not easy to get them all into one surgery at the same time.

Miller stopped talking once he understood the condition.

Until all the professors had finished speaking, the eyes of the crowd fell on him.

“Professor Miller, do you think it would be better to unblock the blood cells first or have a second transplant?”

Miller looked at them and then at Aaron.

“It is for Mr. Swift to ask whether he wishes this man dead, or alive?”

The scene was silent.

Aaron lifted his eyes in a glance, his air was sullen and arrogant but he was extremely sincere with Miller, “I want Professor Miller to give me a viable option, I need her alive.”

A single word can decide whether someone lives or dies, and this is, perhaps, the privilege of the one percent.

Miller caught Aaron’s drift and got up and walked to the front of the screen, pointing to a few important spots on the CT film, “The cause of the recurring condition as it stands …”

In a few words, he saw the whole case clearly.

The professors on stage were shocked, and after they reacted, they all clapped their hands with emotion, “It’s really Professor Miller, he’s extraordinary right out of the gate.”

Aaron was outside the medical profession, but he was able to tell from the looks on the guys’ faces that Miller really had it in him and was able to get Kate cured.

“Professor Miller, whatever you have to offer, I can grant it.”

Miller frowned.

He looked at Aaron for a long time, “My distant niece, I hope I can ask you to come to the Garcia Family again, I don’t want to get involved in your entanglement, but she is from our Garcia Family after all, I have to give you this favor.”

Miller doesn’t sound heavy-handed.

Nor did he mean to force Aaron’s hand, but that was the only condition he made.

Aaron’s eyes deepened, “When can the operation take place?”

“The day after tomorrow.”

Meanwhile, Swift Family.

Sherry stays in Monica’s room all day, watching carefully from the sidelines no matter what Monica does.

Even Kirsty couldn’t look away and scribbled down on a piece of paper.

“If you’re not sure about me, just say so, and don’t look at how badly you’ve hurt yourself, and you’re going to be here 24/7 watching?”

Sherry blinked and didn’t say a word.

She just wanted to find some more evidence, otherwise there was no way to convince Aaron that Monica was well.

And, she wondered why Monica didn’t want to tell the truth.

Not wanting to face a scarred life, or not wanting to face her.

“Then go to your room and rest, it’s time for you to change your medication.” Kirsty frowned and asked the maid to send Sherry back to her room.

Struggling to no avail, Sherry hastened to say to Monica, “I’ll come to your room for dinner later, you must wait for me.”

Monica was absorbed in her painting, half-ignoring Sherry’s intentions.

Kirsty shook her head helplessly and closed the door.

“Don’t even look at how bruised you are before you care about someone else, that’s her, who could crawl through that long corridor in that situation.” Kirsty muttered, and seeing Monica continuing to draw, walked quickly into the bathroom.

What she doesn’t know is that just as she closes the door, the brush in Monica’s hand stops.

A pair of pretty eyes twitched slightly as a flash of helplessness swept over them.

He simply dropped the brush and curled up on the bed, wrapping himself in the blanket, revealing only a small gap to observe the outside.

How Sherry, covered in blood, had crawled into her room that day and scared the men away.

She will never forget it in her life.

Exactly as it was that day.

“How am I supposed to hate you, you’ve fought tooth and nail to save me every time … Sherry, it’s not me who can’t let go of the past, it’s you and my brother.”

Monica surreptitiously wiped her tears away with the corner of her quilt and closed her eyes tightly.