The President’s Stubborn Love

Many times, she thought she had escaped this man’s grasp, but in truth, how could she.

She watched Aaron scrutinize her with that usual icy stare once he had set down his bowl of soup, and Sherry’s mind sank as she pretended to be calm.

“On purpose, for me?” He raised his eyebrows, his features handsome and regal.

Sherry frowned at how he had forgotten about her deafness again.

Just as she was considering what to say, the man in front of her suddenly rose and pulled her entire body over, and after the sky spun around, she was held by his wrists and pinned to the bed.

This room, everywhere, smells of him.

Sherry struggled in vain and could only stare at him with extreme resentment.

“How much longer do you have to pretend?” He was in her ear, his voice seductive, “The doctor said that you won’t be deaf for more than three days.”

They were so close that every nuance of her expression fell clearly in his eyes, and there was no way to fake it.

Sherry hesitated for two seconds and spoke directly, “You knew all along and you wouldn’t let me go?”

Was he not imprisoning her freedom again!

Though in the name of caring.

Aaron’s eyes wavered and a smirk swept over him, suddenly dropping his head and resting his chin right on the shoulder of her neck, his voice a drunken sort indeed, “Quite a clever one, how come you’re such a good liar.”

“You!”

Sherry glared at him in exasperation and was about to raise her foot and kick him hard.

His muffled, deep voice rang in his ears, “Do you want to spend more time with Monica as much as I do.”

The lights in the whole room went out at that instant.

Sherry froze in her movements, unsure how to react.

Did he sense something, or was this another test?

Her heart hung in the air, not daring to move, waiting for him to speak, only to wait until his even, low breathing sounded.

It was the first time Sherry had slept with him until dawn in his bedroom bed.

The previous experience of either her being thrown out of the room or him leaving late at night, and the two sleeping together like this until dawn, made Sherry look warily at the man in front of her as soon as she woke up.

Mostly, he slept too much because he had too much to drink to leave.

Just as she surveyed the man in front of her, the other man slowly opened his eyes, “Seen enough?”Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Sherry immediately looked away.

“Your arm is keeping me from moving.”

Aaron’s body was turned to the right and his whole body was lying flat on the bed, his upper body still wearing the shirt with the lipstick on it.

One couldn’t help but think that Sherry was treating her so perversely because he had had such a good time with some woman last night.

But since the showdown had taken place last night, she didn’t care.

She would never betray Monica by telling Aaron what she found out.

“Thinking about who, Andrew?” said Aaron, getting up to change out of that shirt and opening his mouth in a cold, questioning voice.

“Nothing to do with you, I guess.” Sherry frowned and got up, most of her arms were numb from the pressure and it felt uncomfortable to move.

“Come here.”

Instead of getting angry, he beckoned.

If it was anyone else, Sherry wouldn’t have been suspicious, but Aaron’s reaction so far last night was just too abnormal… was it, alcohol poisoning, something wrong with his brain?

Just as Aaron was showing his impatience, Sherry moved to her feet.

But instead of walking towards him, he rushed out of the room at a fast pace.

In any case, she didn’t want to be alone with him in that situation, and had thought that by leaving that room she would be able to escape that oppressive and strange atmosphere.

Without thinking, the Swift Family maids all saw how she got out of Aaron’s room.

Including Monica in the distance.

Sherry’s face suddenly flushed red as she struggled to explain, “I’m here to call Mr. Swift …”

“Sherry, stop right there.”

Aaron, topless, pulled the door open and yanked her wrist straight out.

Sherry is now at a loss for words.

Monica looked at them with a light expression, as if she was not surprised and curious, but the Swift Family servants, after a moment of surprise, all lowered their heads.

“Good morning, sir.”

Sherry promptly shook off Aaron’s hand and walked briskly into the guest room.

The man withdrew his hand and also looked in Monica’s direction to see that Monica had turned away and was being helped away by Kirsty.

“Prepare breakfast.”

Aaron said so, his eyes deepening a few notches.

He did have the intention of using Sherry and testing Monica’s condition, but nothing came of it for days.

Last night, indeed, I drank too much and would have gotten really drunk if Eral hadn’t followed me around to keep the drinks away.

They say that people have no memory when they are drunk, and in that dazed state he knew all along who the person in his arms was.

He didn’t want to let go.

The man stood in the middle of the bathroom, his gaze sinking, there was no woman in this world that he could not keep.

At the breakfast table, Sherry really didn’t show up.

And the maids were quietly murmuring as Sherry packed her bags in her room.

Aaron heard it and acted as if he didn’t care.

“Monica, are you bored at home alone?” Aaron suddenly opened his mouth to Monica, “The villa in East Bay is renovated, I’ll take you there this afternoon, if you like it, you can move there.”

That area, the top wealthy district.

It is not possible to buy without a capital check. Not only is every inch of land available, the whole residential area is very well policed, which is what Aaron had been planning from the beginning, to take Monica out of the sanatorium and place her there, and he was relieved.

Monica cocked her head and smiled a clear smile, “It’s not boring.”

Occasionally, she does still have shades of her past in her, and at times it makes Aaron suspicious, unsure, if she has recovered or not.

Sherry was in her room by this time, packing her bags.

In fact, there is only one backpack.

She stood behind the door, listening to the commotion outside, and waited for Aaron to go to the office, which she did immediately.

Which is why I waited and waited until there was a knock at the door.

“Sherry, the gentleman asks you to come over.” So said the maid, and with that she was gone.

Sherry couldn’t help but sigh.

It seemed everyone knew she wasn’t deaf, and there was no way to hide it, so she obediently went to Aaron’s study and just knocked on the door, where he was talking to someone.

Sherry subconsciously wants to exit.

Aaron, however, raised his fingertips at her.

The coffee cup in front of him was empty and Sherry had the good sense to see it, but she didn’t move.

She is no longer an assistant employed by Night Group and has no reason or need to serve him.

Aaron listened to the voice on the receiver of his phone, his brow furrowed and his eyes gazing into Sherry’s face.

Over there, Eral inquired, “Should we be held accountable for the rumors put out by the Garcia Group?”

“Just press charges, no need to show any mercy.” Aaron said coldly, then hung up his phone and looked directly at Sherry, “You pack your things and stay with Monica every inch of the way from today.”