The President’s Stubborn Love

Aaron smoothed out the cuffs of his suit and his voice snapped cold, “Your mother is still lying in the hospital ward, and you’d better think about what to do if you want to leave her unharmed.”

He took off in his stride, leaving Sherry alone on the riverbank.

Cold wind after cold wind, Sherry falls into silent tears.

I thought I would not be in pain for this man’s heart, a burst of seizure pain, finally the strength is not enough, the whole person passed out.

Aaron was in his room painting with Monica when he received Eral’s report.

“Mr. Swift, she’s fainted.”

“Playing dead? Kinda a new trick, get a nurse to check it out and tell her I’m gone by the way.” At least on this particular day, he didn’t want to waste time on Sherry.

Eral didn’t move his feet and said with some hesitation, “It’s been visited, the fever is high and the person is indeed in a coma.”

Aaron’s grip on the pen tightened a few notches.

“Brother, I want to go to sleep.” Monica suddenly dropped her pen, got up and went into the bathroom.

Aaron then got up, instructed the nurses to take good care of Monica, and then took a few steps out.

Just before we reached the lobby on the ground floor, the Dean of the sanatorium came up to us, full of embarrassment, “Mr. Swift, there is something, my fault, I would like to show you the surveillance video of today.”

“What?”

So that Monica could have a good birthday, Aaron instructed them to turn off the surveillance cameras in the neighborhood.

Monica doesn’t like the feeling of being watched.

the Dean said with difficulty, “I happened to have to overhaul the archives this afternoon, so I left it open and happened to record something.”

She handed the phone over.

Aaron watched, a coldness growing between his brows.

Before he could finish reading, he had already rushed out with a few quick steps.

“Sherry!”

In her unconsciousness, Sherry felt like she was floating on the surface of the ocean, and someone was calling out to her in her ears, a deep and cold voice.

She tugged gently at the corners of her lips.

No need to ask, it must be Aaron.

She opened her eyes in a daze and looked to her side, she seemed to be lying in his arms in a very awkward position and also they were in his car.

Sherry felt a blurring of vision.

Trying to sit up and escape from his embrace, he had no strength at all.

“Thanks to Mr. Swift for picking me up, I’ll just get off at the front.”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

For some reason, Aaron stared at her for a long time.

The voice was extremely cold, “Why the deception?”

Sherry looked at him blankly with a splitting headache, “I didn’t …”

When had she lied to him again?

I guess he was still angry about the day, but if that was the case, why did he bring her into the car when it would have been better for her to die outside, sick, than to dirty his car?

The words were not finished when the driver turned the corner and slammed on the brakes.

The two bodies jerked, Aaron subconsciously hooked her into his arms, and with all eyes facing each other, she pressed solidly against his chest.

Sherry, in a moment of panic, said sharply, “It’s none of my business.”

Aaron’s brow tightened with a pang of displeasure.

Nothing had happened between them, so why should she be in a hurry to clear the air.

“Mr. Swift, the hospital is here.”

Without saying a word, Aaron carried Sherry inside.

All along the way, whispers and searching eyes fell on Sherry because she was in such a mess, while Aaron, in contrast, was holding her in his arms even though she had soiled her luxurious high-fashion suit.

“I can walk on my own.” Sherry whispered, “They’re all watching, so why don’t you let me down.”

She admits that she is still very dizzy.

Dizzy to the point of almost hallucinating, I thought Aaron’s face was more than a little remorseful at this point, which he usually doesn’t have.

“Stay honest.”

It was the first time she had been scolded by him since she had joined the Swift Family.

Anger with a touch of concern.

Sherry was placed on his bed in the emergency room, where the doctor asked for her age, medical history and all basic information.

Sherry answered each one.

“Is the Period accurate these days?”

Sherry froze for a couple of seconds, “Spot on, always spot on!”

Aaron was watching, and as Sherry finished, a sudden bad feeling came over her, but she didn’t dare show it.

The doctor gave her some medicine and walked out with the checklist.

In the examination room, Sherry’s head hung even lower.

One hand twisted back and forth, her mind circling around only one thing, her period, which was over a week late.

Won’t …

No way! Must have been too tired lately.

Once out of the hospital, Sherry forced herself to drink two more large glasses of water, and it was only now that she felt as if she had come to life, that she had strength in her body and that she had regained her lucid thinking.

The most important thing at the moment is to stay away from Aaron.

“That, Mr. Swift, thank you.” Sherry said playfully, “Can I … I go home now?”

The man who had been walking ahead of her slowed to a halt.

A turn and the two almost collide face to face.

Sherry froze at first, then stepped back, cautiously, the kind of look that dared not disturb him and made the man’s icy eyes narrow.

After a long time, above his head was his cold, bone-chilling voice, “Come back to Swift Family with me.”

The blood in Sherry’s body plummeted cold.

She had only just escaped that place for a short time and now she was being taken back again.

And what she didn’t understand even more was the look in the man’s eyes in front of her, filled with a searching meaning that confused her, like he was waiting for her to resist.

Sherry’s brow furrowed a little tighter and a lot of words caught in her throat.

To the lips, all that remained was, “Good.”

The way she was at his mercy was seared into Aaron’s eyes.

Soon the car pulled up steadily at the Swift Family gate and without Aaron having to say anything, Sherry got out of the car and walked calmly into the Swift Family villa.

Outside the car, Aaron instructed Eral in a cold voice.

“If the Garcia Family came to ask for information, know what to say?”

Eral stood with her head hanging to one side, “Miss. Monica is unharmed.”

Aaron responded with satisfaction.

Taking two steps forward, he threw down another sentence, “Bring back the cook who was previously cooking at home from the other court.”

He remembered that Sherry had a very difficult taste in eating.

He could hear what the doctor had just asked, and Sherry must have lied.

The man stepped forward, his cold eyes narrowing slowly as he entered with a sullen expression.

Bam.

Sherry was stunned to be standing in the living room.

Just hearing the footsteps getting closer, Sherry gave a silent lament and was wondering how Aaron would torture her when the man’s footsteps suddenly went in the direction of upstairs.

Not a word was said and she was just left in the living room.

Sherry looked at his back in bewilderment, her brow furrowed, and waited for a long time without Aaron coming down.

She just had to sit dumbfounded in the living room, a wave of sleepiness hitting her and she fell asleep leaning on the sofa.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw Aaron standing in front of her, and with one reach, he pulled her up and dragged her into the adjacent guest room, “Stay in there until I say so, and don’t come out.”