The President’s Stubborn Love

The reporter, who was bruised and battered by Sherry and had scratches all over his face, immediately pretended to have a headache when he saw Aaron and lay down on the ground, shouting, “Is there any justice left? This is how the Henry Family treats their guests?”

“The Henry Family birthday party hasn’t fallen short of having a guest like you.”

Aaron stood there condescendingly, his eyes swept with a chill.

A quick glance at the reporter who was still ghosting on the floor banned him then.

His long legs spread and he marched over to Sherry, his eyes skimming over her slim shoulders and finally, resting on her fingertips.

“Hitting someone?”

Sherry didn’t make a sound.

So many reasons swirled in my head to tell about Nola’s calculations against Monica, or not, to explain first.

But before she could dwell on the outcome, the man in front of her held out his hand to her.

“Like what it looks like.”

Sherry lifted her eyes to see the man’s cold face and the deep darkness of his eyes.

She was overwhelmed, but she was already being dragged up by him.

The reporters now responded, “Mr. Swift, your Henry Family maids blatantly assaulted a reporter, and if you don’t give us an explanation, this will not end today!”

Sherry mentally breathed a silent sigh of relief.

It’s okay, just come at her and leave Monica out of it.

The aura around her instantly went cold and Sherry felt the hand holding her wrist tighten violently …

He gave her a sideways glance and glanced again at the room at the end of the corridor.

Sherry seems to understand.

He raked his fingers over her wrist, once, twice!

The man turned sharply, his long legs striding wide, and ran towards the room, Sherry following close behind.

Behind them, the butlers and Henry Family servants arrived, and a chaotic super-yell was restored to silence after a few seconds.

The door was also closed with one hand by Aaron.

His eyes were full of scrutiny as he looked at Sherry again, “Do you want to walk out of this door alive after hitting someone at the Henry Family birthday party?”

A stern coldness instantly surrounded Sherry.

Her first reaction was to step back.

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“It’s too late to know fear now.”

“Mr. Swift is mistaken, you can call those reporters over right now and I can confront them face to face and see who is really behind this.”

Not her.

Aaron suddenly frowned.

“Also, Mr. Swift has just announced the good news of his upcoming engagement, congratulations.” Sherry said, moving around to the side.

A simple gesture that shows the attitude of wanting to avoid suspicion in the best possible way.

“You come first.”

Aaron suppressed his anger, his gaze falling on the bruise on her wrist, wondering how it had been done, could she not feel the pain herself?

Sherry remained motionless.

The man was about to speak again when there was a knock at the door.

“Aaron, are you in there?” Nola asked gently, “Uncle Jeff has sent the reporter away, paid some medical bills, and this is over.”

Uncle Jeff?

Aaron’s eyes sank a few more notches.

They are a few people who really can’t leave one behind.

Nola knocked on the door and identified herself, but there was no sign of an opening inside, thinking about what the maid had just said, that Aaron had taken Sherry with him.

“Open the door first.” Nola ordered directly, “In case something happens to Aaron, which one of you can afford it!”

The maid had to pull out her keys.

But then, the door opened.

Nola looked in obediently and broke in hard through the gap at his side.

“Master Aaron, are you all right?” Uncle Bob rushed forward, “Miss Monica has gone back to her room, there is nothing wrong with her, it’s just that those reporters’ invitations are from unknown sources, we need to check again.”

If Uncle Bob dares to say this, he must be sure of it.

Aaron’s face chilled a few more degrees.

“I have something to do, talk to Nola alone.”

The next second, the door closed and the crowd was shut out.

Nola’s hand was just about to explore the closet door when Aaron stared at her, “Nola, I used to think you were the woman I would marry, but after all these years together, you and I both know exactly how far you and I have come.”

Nola’s heart clenched as she listened to his tone.

“Aaron, the engagement is all …”

“I don’t love you.”

Aaron was straightforward, and in his eyes, there was no half-deception, “You’re the same, aren’t you?”

Nola couldn’t stop shaking her head, tears falling under her eyes, “You, did you misunderstand me, I’ve loved you since I was a teenager and I’ve been doing it ever since!”

Aaron remains calm.

“If you really like me so much, why do you test my boundaries again and again, when you know that I forbid anyone to take Monica to the birthday party, Nola, is it for me as a person or for the Henry Family’s family fortune?”

“I …”

She couldn’t resist Aaron’s scrutinizing gaze and couldn’t stop backing away.

But all that came out of his mouth was a feeble plea.

“That’s enough, I don’t want to make up any lies to deal with those people, when you get out, you can tell them that it was you who wanted to back out of the marriage.”

“No!”

Nola lunged straight forward, tears falling from her eyes.

“Aaron, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I can’t live without you, I was just in a hurry, I didn’t mean to hurt Monica, everyone out there knows we’re getting engaged, how am I going to live the rest of my life if I break off the engagement at this point?”

“Please, all my youth was given to you, and I still have nightmares about that lost child and, and the words my aunt specifically called me to say before she passed away …”

Thoughts sank in Aaron’s mind and he slowly closed his eyes.

“Shut up.”

But Nola grabbed his hand and half-heartedly refused to let go.

After a long silence, the only sound left in the room was Nola’s sobs.

“Even if, instead of loving you, I were to marry you only for the sake of the marriage contract set by my parents’ generation, would you still be willing?”

Nola’s fingers trembled lightly and the words between her lips exited with her tears, “Yes.”

“Well, then, as you wish.”

That was all he said, leaving Nola behind and going back to the birthday party alone.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

The moonlight fell on Nola, making her gorgeous evening gown even more expensive. She sniffed hard, fixed her make-up and walked out of that door wearing a smile again.

As long as Aaron is willing to marry her, what’s the rest of it?

When everything falls into place.

Sherry, who was hiding in the wardrobe, just burst out.

Aaron could have let her go first, but instead, let her hear his words of rejection of Nola with her own ears.

What exactly does he have in mind?

She didn’t have time to think about it, so she pulled open a door, saw that no one was passing outside in the corridor either, and hurried to Monica’s room.

“She’s asleep.” Kirsty clutched the dress she’d changed out of and grimaced, “What’s the explanation for Mr. Swift’s side?”

“Truth be told.”

Sherry looked at Monica’s calm face and sighed with relief, “It’s okay, it’s not too bad.”

Kirsty frowned beside her, “She’s fine, she just showed a small glimpse and the Henry Family will send someone out to delete the message cleanly, what about you?”

Henry Family birthday party, topping Aaron’s mistress and beating people up in public, this time it’s famous.