The President’s Stubborn Love

“Sherry, you’re awake, want some breakfast?” The new maid asked respectfully.

It seems that Aaron arranged it.

Sherry spoke, her voice muffled, “Well, I’ll go wash my face first.”

The maid, knowing full well what had happened in the house last night, bowed her head in professionalism and answered in kind.

Sherry scrambled back to her room and took out her phone to check the video she had recorded last night.

It was nice and clear, and although the light was low, the man’s angles were recorded clearly, and she had cut off a few shots that were not private to the two men, but made it clear what they were doing.

The mirror reflected her calm, cold face.

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“Ah!” Nola looked at her phone and smashed everything in the room.

Amanda and Gregorio heard the noise and immediately rushed over.

“Nola, what are you doing? Aren’t these, like, your favorites?” Amanda was increasingly unable to understand her daughter’s recent antics.

There is nothing like a young lady to be in the mood for an Aaron.

“Leave me alone!”

“Nola, how are you talking to Mum!” Gregorio stepped forward and pulled her in, “Give me that.”

The phone was taken from him and under the shattered screen, the pictures from Sherry could still be seen, and all at once, Gregorio’s face went cold as well.

“How shameless of her to send out something like that?” Gregorio was furious, what made his sister any less than that woman who had been in prison.

“Aaron is really bullying, it’s a shame those guys didn’t get it or else …”

Amanda doesn’t know much about the company, but has heard whispers.

At once, he said, “Don’t think your father doesn’t know that you messed with Aaron a few days ago and the company’s cooperation projects were forced to be called off, so take a couple of days off and take your sister out for a break.”

“But …”

Gregorio was unconvinced.

Over there Nola gritted her teeth and said, “Mum’s right, it’s time for me to go out for a break.”

Otherwise, she would have been angry with Sherry for life.

“Nola, would you like to go out for a break?” Gregorio and Amanda both froze, as if they didn’t know Nola.

Nola put on a smile in a flash.

“Yes, I’m going out for a break! I’ve picked a place too, but I don’t need you guys to accompany me, I’m going on my own, don’t worry, I’ll sort it out and when I get back, I’ll have a good talk with Aaron.”

It will also be official, kicking Sherry out of the house.

Even if Sherry had wrapped up Aaron, so what?

She will only ever be a lover in the shadows, and when she is old and grey, the only person who will remain with Aaron will be Mrs. Swift in name only.

“Nola, it’s good of you to think so, so where do you want to go?”

“Overseas.”

Nola spreads a smile and enters a hotel address on her phone.

She had already enquired about Aaron’s older brother who was in that hotel on business.

That was a threshold Sherry could never cross, and once she had that family’s approval, what need was there to fear a Sherry?

After the photos were sent out, Sherry’s mood gradually calmed down and she sat by the window for a long time, so long that even the maids wondered if she was a statue.

“I’d like some meat, is there any?” Sherry’s voice was soft as she walked into the kitchen.

The maid looked up and bumped right into her gentle, starry eyes, a small face that was unadorned but gave off an extraordinarily friendly look.

“Yes, it’s ready.” The maid snapped back and rushed to the fridge.

Sherry smiled lightly, “Then please bring it to the room later.”

After that she went straight upstairs and into the bathroom.

Looking at the bathtub filled with water, taking off his clothes and immersing his whole body in it, and putting in so much bathwater, the whole bathroom was filled with the faint scent of gardenia.

Over and over again, there were still marks that wouldn’t wash off, but at least, a lot of the smell that belonged to Aaron was washed off her body.

Wiping the water spray off the mirror and looking at the face that was gradually revealed, Sherry hooked her lips bitterly.

What does she live like, now!

It was so humble that it was hardly worth returning the favor to Nola.

“Sherry, did you go through all the trouble and struggle to live this long just to see them get away with it?”

No.

She took a deep breath and walked back to the master bedroom, wrapped in her towel, looking at the double bed, her eyes gradually turning cold.

…

Night Group.

Aaron arrived at work early in the morning to attend to business, his mobile phone always in front of him.

But all day, it was very quiet.

Not a single personal phone call.

Eral stood by respectfully, glancing at his own president’s face, and couldn’t help but frown.

Could it be that he was expecting a call from someone?

“Over at Garcia Family, any movement?” Aaron spoke coldly and looked up.

“Mr. Swift, since the Night Group announced that it was ceasing all cooperation with the Garcia Group, the Garcia Family has sent a couple of visits, but they have all refused to meet, as you wanted. Gregorio has not done anything special in the last two days, and the board of directors, who played with him before, have also kept their distance from him.”

People are not stupid.

No good can come from Aaron’s rejection.

“Mr. Swift, want to rescind this order?” Eral asked tentatively.

“No need.”

Aaron spat this out in a cold voice, “Wait a little longer.”

The phone on the desk suddenly lit up and Aaron immediately picked it up, reading the caller’s number and frowning as he raised his hand to signal Eral to get out.

The door closed and he pressed the answer button.

“Mr. Swift, it’s Monica’s birthday next week, is everything still the way you ordered it before?” So asked the staff of the nursing home.

“Yes, it’s business as usual.”

This is the third birthday that Monica has spent in the nursing home.

Each year, Aaron arranges for them to clear the yard and temporarily adjust a small courtyard for Monica to use, at least for that day, when he hopes she can return to her normal life.

“Yes, Mr. Swift, Monica has also been in good spirits lately, and the Dean will give her another consultation after her birthday.”

The man’s eyes darkened a few notches.

At first, he was hopeful that these people would be consulted. It was hoped that a new approach would be found to treat Monica.

But now, there was no longer any semblance of expectation in his heart.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Putting the phone down, the man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the street was full of traffic, his hand clenched into a fist, if it hadn’t been for that incident, Monica would have studied abroad by now.

His eyes glowed with a vicious, cold aura.

He shouldn’t be soft-hearted, Sherry, and doesn’t deserve his sympathy.

Aaron did not return home that night and was not heard from for the next two days.

Sherry had wanted to go to work but was told that she had been given an extended leave and that Aaron wanted her to stay away from Night Group for nearly a week.

Sherry listened to Eral’s voice coming over the phone.

“You come back to work on the third of next month.”