The President’s Stubborn Love

“You’re okay?”

He ran his eyes around Sherry, as if he was sure of something.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to blackmail you and I’m just going to cover you with a blanket, I’m going to leave now.”

“Go?”

Aaron’s brow knitted.

When he heard her say the word now, he felt stifled and uncomfortable.

Aaron ordered coldly, “Here, pour me a glass of water.”

Sherry turned around helplessly, he’s a hard man to please!

But she poured him a cup of hot water anyway.

Looking at him leaning back on the couch, Sherry mentally despised herself.

What a disease from the last three years, used to being at his beck and call, even used to being subservient to him, at his mercy and bullying.

Sherry herself knows that she has a big problem of her own for being in the shape she is in today.

“What’s on your mind?”

An icy voice rang out with a hint of a commanding tone.

She looked up and saw Aaron’s beautiful, charming eyes were deep and luminous, and the face that had once been her nightmare dream was close at hand.

Sherry withdrew her gaze and said flatly, “Nothing.”

“I’ll send someone to look into this matter to the end.” Aaron suddenly changed the subject, his gaze still fixed on Sherry.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Sherry read the meaning in his eyes in that moment.

“Mr. Swift, you don’t think I got someone to put us both away, do you?”

Aaron looked at her and didn’t say anything.

But it was a look that there was no other possibility.

Sherry took a deep breath, “First, I wouldn’t have frozen myself like this if I had planned it, and second, I’m the one who asked you to freeze on the rooftop.”

Indeed, she had simply obeyed him throughout.

But even when things are laid out in the open, Aaron is still not satisfied.

He is forever suspicious of her, probably because Sherry has a history of ex-convictions, which Sherry can understand.

But she can’t accept being questioned and looked down upon all the time.

“Thirdly, I have no reason to do this at all, because I don’t want to be alone with you again at all.”

With those words, she stood up and headed out, “Mr. Swift has prepared a fancy ward, and people like me don’t deserve it.”

She smiled to herself, “Enjoy yourself.”

“You stand still.”

Aaron was furious.

But he didn’t take Sherry’s wrist and she took a few steps away.

It’s not an act at all, or a desire to get into trouble.

Rather, it was a complete and utter lack of desire to talk to him.

Aaron wanted to have the doctor examine her properly to make sure she wasn’t going to be sick, but she was so eager to draw a line under him that anger rose in his brow, “Good, very good.”

And by now, news of the two of them being locked up on the rooftop had spread through the hotel.

Speculation is rife, but most accounts suggest that Sherry set up the scene as a self-directed attempt to hook Aaron’s attention.

After all, she has little ability or experience and was only able to get into the Night Group because she was given the back door from above.

People like this can do nothing but play mind games and use tricks.

Sherry didn’t care about any of this and the first thing she did when she got back to the hotel was to take a nice hot shower.

Because if she remembered correctly, last night was not a dream, but Aaron had indeed hugged her.

Although it was mostly masked by the smell of the hospital’s disinfectant, one could still vaguely smell the perfume that belonged exclusively to the man.

This feeling made Sherry feel like she was in the nightmare of those three years again.

She doesn’t want this!

Just after the shower, the door was opened from outside.

Thankfully, she was dressed.

“A shower as soon as you get back?” Nola had the spare hotel room card in her hand and glared at her viciously, taking a step up and raising her hand to slap Sherry.

Sherry took a half step back, but her cheek was still scratched by Nola’s manicure and bared.

Nola, however, was not satisfied, and those beautiful eyes were filled with cynicism and contempt.

It was as if Sherry was transported back to that day at Swift Family when Nola set her up and had that same look in her eyes the moment she rolled down the stairs and miscarried.

Then Nola’s cold questioning was heard.

“Last night, you set Aaron up and seduced him on the rooftop? Your methods are quite an eye-opener.”

And outside the door, Nola had sent the waiter ahead to call Andrew.

She was quite sure that Andrew at the door would hear her clearly when she said this.

“You were up all night, where did you go?”

Nola deadpanned the corner of her lip, “I don’t suppose, it’s sleeping again.”

No matter how many slanderous things she said about herself, Sherry was incredibly calm as she curled her lips sarcastically and whispered, “What, Aaron still won’t touch you, so you’re so pissed off? Because he wouldn’t want to talk to you even if he was with someone like me.”

“What are you talking about!”

Nola was furious and raised her hand to hit Sherry.

A hand pulled her wrist from behind, and then Andrew took Sherry away in front of her.

All along the way, his aura was strangely cold.

Sherry had been pulled forward by him and hadn’t been able to explain. Looking up again, he had stopped in his tracks.

Turning around, he looked at her with a straight frown.

“You didn’t get sick after being locked up on the rooftop for so long, did you?”

The fear in Sherry’s brow disappeared instantly, and the hair on top of her head, was gently rubbed down by him.

“Your hair isn’t quite dry, go to my room and blow it out.”

She thought that he would question her, as Nola had done, and he didn’t ask a single word.

Sherry was blown by the hot blowing wind as if her heart was warming up.

“Next time, if you come across something like this again, grow up yourself, quite a resourceful person, how easily you can be set up.” His tone was both grumbling and helpless.

But more than that, it’s heartbreaking.

Sherry’s grip on the hairdryer faltered on the spot, trusting unconditionally that she would never do such a thing.

Andrew stifled a sigh behind her.

Sherry turned off the hair dryer and slowly turned around, “Aaron said he would send someone to look into the matter, he thinks that I set him up for that to happen.”

Andrew’s eyes were cold.

“In that case, don’t stay at Night Group, come to Andrew Group, I can protect you no matter what.” After he finished, he was afraid Sherry would back out and added, “If you don’t want it to be known that you know me well, I can keep it a secret from the public.”

Sunlight poured in through the window, Sherry looked at him with a nervous look on her face and spread a smile, “Andrew, the biggest problem with you as a person is that you trust people too easily.”

At a word, Andrew was struck dumb.

“What?”

“It’s true that I had someone set Aaron up, I wanted to fight for my life to make him wait for the headlines on the social news, unfortunately, it didn’t work.” Sherry’s voice was muffled and when she finished, she turned away, “Thanks for the hairdryer, but I’m hopeless now, so you might want to stay away from me before it affects your future.”

She pulled the door open and walked out without looking back.

Her eyes grew moist until the tears fell, and she held on without turning back, let alone stopping.