The President’s Stubborn Love

He thought he could hold Aaron by using the Henry Family estate as leverage.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, Aaron laughed softly as he hugged Sherry, “I never cared about your family’s things, you can take them to whoever you like.”

“You!”

Arthur was furious.

If Seth hadn’t been there to stop them, this father and son duo would have cut off their relationship on the spot.

“Mr. Arthur, I’ll talk to Mr. Swift about the rest of it, you should be on your way.” Seth hurried forward and guided Arthur away.

This step, Arthur got off.

In the middle of the ward, Aaron looked coldly at Sherry in front of him, the bruises on her shoulder so stinging, even to her neck.

As soon as Sherry looked up, she crashed into his icy dark eyes.

“Don’t be a sycophant in front of me, you’re no better than Nola, get out.” Aaron shook off his hand violently, going from anger to disgust.

Sherry could see that his anger was not directed at her.

It just so happened that she needed to get her bruises attended to, and with a calm, bemused face, she silently stood up, straightened her skirt, and used her jacket to block the marks of the beating.

“Don’t worry Mr. Swift, I won’t walk out this door and say anything about you and the Henry Family to anyone, and I’ll forget everything I just experienced in your car, so you don’t have to lie to the Henry Family and give them the wrong idea about how close I am to you.”

Sherry spoke calmly, a quiet smile on her face, before walking away from the ward as if nothing had happened.

No matter how the nurses looked at her, Sherry acted as if nothing was wrong.

It was only when she reached the examination room downstairs that she cringed in pain.

“How did you get that injury?” The doctor looked at Sherry, the pretty white girl, how she could bear it so well.

“The cat scratched it.”

Sherry’s tone didn’t half waver.

The patient did not want to talk about it, and the doctor could not force it, “First go for a film, then disinfect and medicate the wound, do not touch water for the last week, and come back for a review after the wound has scabbed over.”

“If you don’t want unsightly scars on your body, it’s best to listen to medical advice.”

The doctor looks down and writes the medical record.

Sherry listened to his words with thought, “Doctor, are you saying that there is a risk of scarring if I don’t get the medication on time?”

“Right, so …”

“Thank you, there is no need to prescribe any medication.” Sherry flashed a bright smile, got up and left.

She went farther up the stairs and looked at the entrance to Aaron’s hospital room, where a crowd of reporters had gathered, all wanting to rush in and get the scoop.

Sherry stopped in her tracks, emotions hard to discern in her eyes.

“Sherry.”

Someone behind her called out to her in a gentle, elegant voice.

Sherry looked back and saw Wilson in a grey striped suit, his long, happy figure exuding the air of a wealthy plutocrat.

He and Aaron are clearly two different people, yet he is able to lend a helping hand to Aaron at this time.

“Mr. Wilson,” Sherry reminded herself to stay awake.

The man who became Aaron’s best friend was never easy.

Her defensiveness was written all over her face, causing Wilson to smile gently and lightly as he took the initiative and said, “Our hospital has always been careful and responsible with our patients, so just in case, you should go downstairs and prescribe your medication, lest, I be blamed later.”

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Sherry replied in a low voice, “That’s my business, it won’t involve …”

“You don’t think now that Aaron has nothing but hatred for you, do you? You should know better than I do how he treats women. If it was just to vent his anger, he wouldn’t have wasted so much time on you, let alone, used it to take on the Henry Family.”

Wilson’s eyes suddenly sank.

“If you don’t mean to stay with him, then stay in the seat you’re supposed to be in, understand?”

For a moment, Sherry felt the coldness in his eyes was as sharp as a knife.

As if to cut her soul in one piece.

But in a flash, Wilson was back to his gentle and elegant self, as if everything that had just appeared was a hallucination on her part, “He’s already left in the chauffeur’s car, so you, you can either go on your own or go to the underground car park where a driver is waiting for you.”

Having said that, he turned straight away.

Breeze sent one last warning, “Without you, Night Group and Aaron would be much more than what they are today.”

And because of her, miss Aaron’s business?

Sherry stood still, slowly frowning.

She’s already trying to control it, but some things don’t change just because she wants them to, and when she thinks the driver waiting in the car park downstairs is someone sent by Aaron, she’s already been taken to the hotel where Arthur is staying.

The person who showed her in was Seth.

“Sherry, I hope you understand who you’re talking to and what you should and shouldn’t say, you need to know that in your heart.”

This was the second time today that she had heard such inexplicable ‘advice’, so strong and warning that it was uncomfortable to hear.

Sherry watched Seth in silence for a moment.

“Are you giving me this advice because you’re too loyal to Mr. Arthur, or because your boss is someone else?”

Seth’s expression changed instantly.

Sherry has been through so much and is a good judge of character. Just by the way Seth reacted in Aaron’s hospital room today, he could conclude that he was not genuinely looking out for the Henry Family’s father-son relationship.

It appeared to be an attempt to persuade peace, and in fact, prevented Aaron from explaining to his dad.

“I’m not interested in knowing who’s behind you, but I’ll also trouble you to move out of my way.” Sherry swept past with a faint glance and stepped away from his right.

The door to the hotel suite opens and closes.

Sherry calmly walked in and saw Arthur talking to someone, aggressively.

She did not venture to interrupt and stood in place waiting.

By the time Arthur notices her, the cold look in his eyes is very similar to Aaron’s, as father and son, compared to Alex who is not so much like Arthur.

“Say, what do you want?”

Sherry raised her eyebrows, not expecting this kind of drama, which only happens on TV, to happen to her.

“What does Mr. Arthur mean?”

“The money, or the property, take your pick, but by the end of the month, you’re gone forever.”

Arthur’s tone was cold, “You still have your mother and brother in this world, don’t forget that.”

Sherry’s body tensed up, a kind of anger rising from her feet and swirling around her mind.

Trying to suppress her reluctance, she asked rhetorically, “How much can Mr. Arthur give me?”

There was no resistance.

Nor was there any heated questioning.

Sherry left Arthur’s room and took a taxi straight to the villa.

“Mr. Arthur, do you think she will listen?” Seth came in with his coffee, “The end of the month is when Night Group’s new project goes live in the international market, if there are still problems with the equity by then, Conwell Group is not going to buy it for double the price.”

Thinking of Aaron’s birthday party, where he was highly valued by all the major partners, Arthur sneered, “People who can’t find their place don’t deserve to be in the Henry Family.”

“Then Miss Monica …”