The President’s Stubborn Love

For just a moment, Sherry’s heart missed a half beat.

Without even thinking, she simply let go and let the man’s body lose weight, falling to the ground unawares.

“You!”

Behind her was the sound of a man’s growl, but Sherry could only flee, she took off her mask and dialed Wilson’s number first, “Mr. Xiao, I’ve done everything you said, please settle the bill, I’m leaving.”

“Well, I’m afraid not, Miss. Sherry, you haven’t …”

“I can’t serve him for the rest of my life, and if he knew that you got me here without his knowledge, can you be sure that he wouldn’t blame you for disgracing him?”

There was a silence on the other side of the phone.

Sherry didn’t say much, just hung up, got changed and left.

This was, perhaps, the last time she would see Aaron. Sherry looked out of the bus window, her mood growing calmer, all in the past.

In the ward, Aaron’s brow was locked as he stared at Wilson.

“Is that her?”

Wilson looked at him again and nodded helplessly, “I couldn’t really do anything about that situation you were in, I couldn’t just watch you deflate into a wreck while I pushed you to the Henry Group AGM.”

It was to stop Aaron from attending that Alex went dark.

In the seconds before and after, Aaron got out of the hospital bed, his eyes already deep, “In the future, don’t call her on my business.”

Wilson was surprised, “You’ve really decided to let her go?”

He said he tortured Sherry, and he did, but how many times did he find someone to heal Sherry’s wounds behind the scenes?

If it wasn’t for Aaron, Sherry wouldn’t have been released from prison early.

It’s just that even Aaron himself can’t tell what feelings these things are motivated by.

“I see she’s interesting in drawing a line in the sand with you too, so think it over and don’t regret it later.”

Aaron wore his shirt and stopped answering.

Wilson’s brow locked.

“You’re not, like, moving your heart, are you?”

If he had said that about his relationship with Sherry before, Aaron would have retorted angrily, but now, he should have realized himself that Sherry meant something different to him.

The atmosphere in the ward sank again.

Aaron finally didn’t respond and walked straight out of the ward.

He also wanted to keep Sherry around, but he, what other reason was there?

…

Soon Sherry received a bank transfer, which was much more than she had agreed to be paid, and she raised her eyebrows, not expecting Wilson to be so generous.

But she has gone to a lot of trouble over the last few days so that Aaron can recover physically, and rightly so.

Once again, the news of Henry Group’s upcoming involvement in the aerospace project was broadcast on television.

“The Henry Group will be pouring its entire group into Cloudstar’s projects over the next few years and would like to do its small part …”

Meager?

Hundreds of billions of dollars of investment can be put so lightly.

Sherry looked at Alex’s face and gave a sarcastic smile.

The scene shifted and she saw Aaron sitting in the seat as well. This was the live news this morning, which meant that he should have flown abroad straight after being discharged from hospital.

Seems to be in pretty good shape.

Sherry got up, ready to go to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles, but as soon as she moved, the phone rang.

It was the number that had long been rotten in her heart and she wanted to forget, but it took time.

She hangs up and Aaron calls back.

Sherry, helpless, picked up and there was a man’s deep voice on the other side, “Stop eating unhealthy things and come out.”

A blind tone came from the phone and Sherry’s brow furrowed tightly as she cryptically said, “What’s it to you!”

But this is an old neighborhood where she lives, the sound insulation is very bad and she doesn’t want to attract indifferent attention. She pulls open the curtains to see the luxurious and expensive high-end car standing there, a car that could afford to buy a building here.

Sherry had no choice but to go out and knock on the car window.

The driver got out of the car, pulled open the side door and gestured for Sherry to get in.

Sherry had to quickly get into the car as there were already older men and women walking around looking this way, “Aaron, will you please be quick about what you have to say! You’re wasting my time.”

Aaron is still wearing the same suit he wore to the launch, handsome and sharp, which especially sets off the look on his brow in a very aristocratic way.

Without opening his mouth, he placed the prepared meal directly on the small tabletop between them.

Delicate plates were topped with creative Chinese dishes, from the presentation to the chopsticks, and Sherry smelled the rice and rattled alone indisputably.

If the person in front of her wasn’t Aaron, she’d probably be jumping up and down with excitement.

But his, Sherry’s, sanity prevailed.

“What is Mr. Swift doing? Poisoned the meal or …”

“Eat quietly, as compensation for your first few days in the hospital.” His voice was as deep as the sea, and his inky eyes looked at her.

Sherry’s frown tightened.

It’s true that you can’t trust a man’s word, even a man like Wilson can lie.

Whatever she was thinking, it seemed to be written on her face.

Aaron offered his hand and handed her the chopsticks over, “I don’t blame him, I guessed it myself, I’m not so blind that I can’t recognize you.”

The woman who has been sleeping around day and night for years …

I couldn’t tell what was wrong, but Sherry just felt like Aaron was a different person tonight.

It was as if he would not leave until she ate.

“Yes, I’ll eat.”

Sherry could never see through him, so she just stopped thinking about it and ate to her heart’s content.

She put the dishes down and found Aaron still looking at her, but there seemed to be no words between them and she wiped her mouth, “Is there anything else Mr. Swift?”

The man frowns.

“Nope.”

He was about to say something else when Sherry had turned to get out of the car without any hesitation.

Aaron looked at the empty plates and bowls in front of him, took out his phone and called Eral, “From now on, three meals a day, delivered to her.”

“Yes, Mr. Swift.”

The next day at noon, Sherry found the Night Group front desk and dropped off her lunchbox.

“Tell your Mr. Swift that if he wants to change his career to catering, it’s his business, leave me alone, and if he sends any more, I’ll throw them all to the dogs.”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Meals, fruit, drinks, things from Aaron that Sherry never touched again.

Inside Night Group, employees are talking.

“Does Mr. Swift have a thing for Sherry or not?”

“They say Sherry was kept in the family by Mr. Swift for years …”

In the office, Aaron’s brow was locked.

Those restaurants, all Sherry’s favorite tastes, she is now in that condition, almost poor cannot afford to eat, and still with him to play hard to get?

“Mr. Swift, Nola hasn’t gone after Sherry lately, and her company is doing pretty well, no shady stuff to be found, clean background.”

Even Eral thinks Sherry is lucky to have found such a company to work for.

“Mr. Swift, that position the company has reserved for Sherry, does it still remain?”

Aaron’s eyes said it all before the words came out.

Sooner or later, she would have to return to him.