The President’s Stubborn Love

Andrew’s mood inexplicably turned sour when she behaved like this, and now she was defending Aaron?

“There’s bound to be a lot of gossip out there when you stay in my room, and I’m sorry that it’s still dragging you down.” She was already trying to keep her distance from Andrew.

But it’s still not well thought out, and getting involved with someone like her won’t go down well with the reputation.

Andrew’s knitted brow relaxed, “Just for that?”

Sherry nods her head.

He got up and poured a glass of warm water for Sherry with a gentle frown on his face, “I’m okay with that.”

Sherry was a bit stunned.

Until the words came overhead, “If ever you want to leave the Night Group, the doors of the Andrew Group are always open for you, and I will leave a place for you in whatever position.”

He is a man of his word.

That sincerity warmed Sherry’s heart.

“Andrew, thank you.”

There was a slight resignation spreading across the man’s good-looking brow, knowing full well what this apology for keeping his distance meant.

For now, at least, he hadn’t become the one person Sherry fully trusted.

“No need to talk about that, I won’t disturb your rest, I’ll go back first.” Andrew wanted to say something else, opened his mouth and swallowed it back.

The dinner continued and both he and Aaron needed to get back to their business engagements.

And at this point, Nola cries and cries, not wanting Aaron to leave.

“Aaron, I’m scared, what if Sherry comes over to get me in trouble?” Nola played the aggrieved look to perfection, as if she was the one being beaten.

Aaron frowned.

The phone had rung several times and he really had to go.

He’d already seen Nola’s arm and it wasn’t re-injured, “You lock the door in your room, it’s fine.”

“But …”

Nola was about to speak when Aaron couldn’t hide a cold look on his face.

“Well, let’s talk about what’s going on when I get back.” He got up and prepared to leave.

“Aaron, why on earth did you let that woman into the Night Group and bring her here?” Nola’s jealousy overtook her senses and asked in a fierce gritted voice.

Aaron’s feet sank and the wrist he was holding on the handle retracted.

“Nola, you …”

Nola’s eyebrows were filled with tears, “You’re in love with her?”

“How is that possible?” Aaron’s brow furrowed and he immediately whirled around to explain, “It’s just that Sherry still has a backup of that recording of yours and I had to get it back.”

Otherwise, the day Sherry leaks the recording, it will affect Nola’s reputation.

“That’s it?”

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Aaron looked at her flabbergasted and laughed lightly, “Of course, how could I possibly like her? She … used to be the family maid and now she’s just an employee of Night Group, that’s all.”

Absolutely, no way.

Nola’s mind was in turmoil and in a trance she recited, “A regular maid doesn’t climb into the boss’s bed.”

The phrase fell clear to Aaron’s ears.

He gazed at the simple white face before him and his voice sank cold, “What did you say?”

It was then that Nola realized she had lost her tongue.

Panicked, she tried to explain, but her trembling hands had betrayed her.

“You knew, all along, who Sherry was at Swift Family?”

“But you never said that.” Aaron’s hand parted the hair around Nola’s ear and for the first time, looked at her with such an icy stare.

Nola took a few steps backwards in fear, her body knocking against the coffee table.

“Aaron, I didn’t mean to hide it from you.”

The more she panicked, the more complicated the expression on her face became, that look of shame after having her heart poked out, burned into Aaron’s eyes.

He had seen a lot of people, but he hadn’t seen how deep Nola was hiding.

“When did you know?” His voice sank and sank, already giving Nola the chance to admit her mistake for the sake of her relationship with the Garcia Family.

If it were Sherry, she would have been kicked out of the door by now.

However, Nola is oblivious to the danger she is about to face.

She didn’t see Aaron’s mercy.

Lifting her little face, she struggled to please him, “Aaron, I know that who she is doesn’t change anything, between us, we shouldn’t be influenced by someone like Sherry, right?”

Her hands struggled to climb onto the man’s shoulders.

The voice was extremely gentle, “I could care less what happened to you, really, I wouldn’t think much of it or be jealous, because I trust you, and you must have been just playing around with her.”

Having fun?

Aaron raised his hand to pinch her chin and lift it a little.

“Sherry has lived at Swift Family for three years, been a mistress for three years, and you think, I’m just having fun with her?”

His voice was full of evil, completely different from his usual self.

Those cold eyes were filled with a depth of meaning that Nola couldn’t read.

She actually made a ghostly comment, “Could it be that you really like her? Does she fascinate you that much in that way?”

Aaron leaned forward violently a few times.

Every day, women pounce on him in every way they can, and he always thought Nola was different.

Until this moment, he had not realized that she was no different from those women.

Even more so, she hides it deeper than they do.

His hand was gradually deepening in force, the pain forcing Nola to tilt her head back, tears falling uncontrollably, “Aaron, you’re hurting me.”

“And that hurts?”

He laid hands on Sherry; I don’t know how much heavier than that.

But every time, the woman didn’t say a word.

Some tiny fragments flashed through his mind, and suddenly he felt so fired up that he flung his hand away.

“Say, was it really Sherry who pushed you when you had the miscarriage in the first place?”

He vaguely remembered Sherry crying and explaining to him many times that Nola knew who they were and was deliberately putting on a show, and he didn’t believe a word of it.

Nowadays it looks as if he has got something wrong.

Nola’s pupils twitched violently.

Not yet eased out of his disorientation, he immediately gritted his teeth and said, “Of course she did this to me!”

Aaron’s cold eyes stared into her face, “I’m asking you one last time, did she push you or not?”

Nola’s heart thumped, almost beating out of her chest with nerves, and her fingertips clenched her palm, scratching a red mark as she said with a pale face and a bitter smile, “Aaron, I really don’t have to do this to our baby because of her, and you know full well how much that baby means to me.”

A clear tear then fell.

It dripped on the floor and on Aaron’s heart.

His eyes deepened slightly and he finally took a half step back, “I have only hate, not love, for Sherry.”

He then went out of the room.

It’s time for this farce to stop.