The President’s Stubborn Love

Certainly not.

Mostly Nola!

But the words were stuck in her throat, and Sherry couldn’t clarify them, and he wouldn’t believe her if she did.

It was his Nola sister, who was true to him, how could she have colluded with Alex.

If she had told, Sherry would have planted the evidence instead.

She hung her head, debating what to do.

With a bang, the electric door on the side of the two men fell down.

Everyone was locked up on the rooftop of the penthouse, except Sherry and Aaron, who were locked up in the corridor.

Her mind sank and she pretended to be surprised, “What’s going on?”

Turn around and knock hard on the door.

“Open the door!”

Aaron, on the other hand, stared deep into her eyes and squeezed her shoulder at the right time, “You haven’t answered my words.”

Why, he felt that the mind of the woman before him was becoming more and more unpredictable and difficult to guess.

“Sherry, if I find out that you’re planning something in secret, I’ll really let you die.”

Sherry gritted her teeth and snapped back stiffly, “I know, and no matter what I say, you won’t believe me, Mr. Swift, you now …”

She hadn’t finished her sentence when a panicked shout came from outside.

“It’s on fire! Get the door open.”

Fire?

Sherry’s eyes widened.

She just had someone sneak into the computer room and close the automatic door so she could avoid meeting the Henry Family twins and figure out what Nola and Alex were planning.

But now, she and Aaron are locked up here.

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How can they save themselves when the doors are locked!

Sherry panicked and kept tapping on the door, looking for the switch.

Her hands kept scratching in the dark, tapping on the door, all worn and bleeding, and she was still totally unaware of it.

Aaron yanked her hand, “It’s automatic computer control, don’t you have a brain? Call the hotel front desk.”

It was then that Sherry found her way back to her thoughts.

Press the number and it stays busy.

The shouts from inside kept coming and Sherry had to send another message to the number, “Open the door!”

Aaron scanned the screen, the light reflected on Sherry’s face, and her worried, nervous look fell into his eyes.

The man’s eyes darkened a few notches.

“Who is this?”

Sherry gritted her teeth and fell silent.

“This, this has to do with you.” His voice was cold, ringing in Sherry’s ears with intense anger.

Sherry bit the corner of her lip in death, “I …”

She really didn’t think things would turn out this way, what went wrong?

Through this safe passage door, one could smell a hint of smoke, which gradually became heavier and heavier, while the screaming outside gradually stopped.

“Did someone from the hotel arrive?” Sherry breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, smoke kept pouring in from outside.

The narrow corridor soon filled with smoke.

“Ahem, get out first.” Sherry covered her mouth and tried to run down.

A hand tugged at her from behind and the man’s cold voice rang out, “The door down there, it was sealed long ago.”

He also came over to check it out just in case someone was there.

Sherry’s face was white and she kept coughing.

“If it’s not you, it’s Alex.”

Things like setting fires are not uncommon for the Henry Family.

Sherry’s eyes widened and she clutched her phone, “What now?”

Her hands and feet were cold and her body was barely in control.

The man in front of her said something to her, but she was choking and coughing from the smoke and couldn’t pay any attention to what he was saying until, Aaron yelled down, “Look at me!”

The next second he shoved his jacket into Sherry’s arms.

“Know this dress, how expensive it is?”

Sherry nodded dumbfounded, and between her lips, like a machine, she ground out the phrase, “by Lauren, a well-known foreign designer, all handmade …”

“Climb up that ladder with this dress in your arms, and even if you die, the dress must not be damaged in any way, remember?”

Sherry’s sanity, which had just been stunned, was slowly finding its way back.

Her hands slowly tightened, clutching the dress to her bosom, the grief and fear that had dominated her for the past few years by Aaron causing her body to overtake her senses and her feet to step away, effortlessly and carefully climbing the iron ladder that stood beside her.

By the time she reacted, there was only room for one person.

“Swift …”

She looked back down and the smoke was so thick that she could barely see where he was.

Sherry’s heart thudded.

In the back of his mind, an alarm bell rang.

The year she was imprisoned, there was also a fire like this and she almost died.

It’s still scary to think about it now.

“Aaron, where are you?”

“You come out!”

“Aaron!”

She shouted, tears falling down her face.

“It’s noisy.”

A voice rang out from behind, an icy chill flooded the bottom of the man’s eyes as he reached out and pushed against Sherry’s leg, “No strength at all, can’t you eat more!”

Sherry turned back quickly, wanting to make sure he was safe and sound.

“Don’t move, can you afford to pay for dropping my clothes?”

Sherry was startled and hastily and carefully gathered the piece of clothing into her arms, not daring to look back again.

If she had looked back, she would have seen that it was Aaron who had been holding the broken ladder, and he was by now very weak from the excessive smoke he had inhaled.

“Sherry.”

He called out to her again.

“I’m in, Mr. Swift,” Sherry whispered back.

“You can sing, can’t you?” Aaron held back a muffled cough, “Sing a song and listen to it, you’re not allowed to stop until I say so.”

The man’s eyes are choked scarlet with smoke.

He pulled down his trouser pockets and secured the leg of that ladder with such force that his strength couldn’t support him and he just leaned against the cold wall.

In my ears, the sound of Sherry’s song gradually rang out.

In a daze, a cold smile spread across Aaron’s lips, “That’s the only good thing about you, you do what you’re told.”

“What did you say?”

Sherry was stunned but didn’t hear him speak, daring to ask more questions and continued singing.

…

Early that morning.

News reporters gather around the entrance to the private hospital.

And in the operating theatre, it was Aaron who was performing the operation.

“Brother, you get the best doctor over here right now!” Nola was so desperate that she put her phone down and rushed over to Sherry in the corner, raising her hand and flinging her four or five slaps.

Hit Sherry’s earworm.

“Why aren’t you the one to hold the ladder? You’re a cheap life, and you deserve to have him die for you?”

“You drove Monica crazy and did this to him, Sherry, you’re the nemesis of both their brother and sister! You deserve to die!”

As Nola hates it, the handbag she is carrying keeps hitting Sherry.

Sherry kept her head down, half retorting.

Her hands clutched the suit, her eyes flushed, but not a single tear.

If she cried and stained the suit, Aaron would have scolded her.

The three Henry Family brothers came from a distance, each with a look of disdain on their faces.

“Brother, is he going to die?”

“Die once and for all, and save me the trouble of doing it.”

Alex flashed a look over, “It’s out here, watch it.”

Reto and Veli hastily hung their heads and respectfully acknowledged their mistake, “Yes, big brother.”

“Go to the institution and ask for specifics.”

At Alex’s word, the two twins immediately headed for the doctor’s office.