The President’s Stubborn Love

On a lush green lawn, Monica is in a white dress, her phone ringing, and Aaron presses the answer button.

Eral’s voice followed, giving a chronological report of Sherry’s Day, including what had happened at the office, whom she had met, everything.

This was arranged by Aaron a long time ago.

Sherry was so unafraid to work under his nose; of course, he had to guard against her and get someone to keep a good eye on her.

“She went to receive Andrew?” the man’s voice had gone a few degrees colder.

“Yes, Andrew was very pleased with her and said he would continue to work with her in the future on the condition that Sherry would always be in charge of approaching the Andrew Group.”

“Hey.” Aaron sneered out, “Good Andrew.”

What kind of a trick is this when you can’t get someone from him?

“Mr. Swift, do you think we should move Sherry to a different department,” Eral suggested, guessing what was on the mind of his president.

If she switched to another department, there would be no more contact with Andrew.

Aaron’s gaze was dark as he said slowly, “No need, but you inform Sherry to travel with me first thing in the morning.”

“Yes, Mr. Swift.”

Andrew wants to help Sherry but will not give them a chance.

The following day, Aaron calls Sherry to the office; she realizes she has to go out with Aaron, and she looks at the limousine in front of her and does not move for half a day.

She was terrified.

The eyes are alert and nervous.

If Aaron backtracks or takes it out on Nola, he will take her somewhere off the beaten track and destroy her body.

Wouldn’t she then be back to that hellish day?

“Alger, can we have someone else?” Sherry pleaded in a low voice.

Next to her, Islene turned green and said sarcastically, “If you don’t want to go, there are plenty of people who want to go; Mr. Swift asked for you because he thinks highly of you; why are you so insensitive?”

When word spread that Mr. Swift had personally asked Sherry to accompany him on his business trip, the entire reception team was envious, and some even began to court Sherry.

As far as they were concerned, Sherry was fortunate to be accompanying Andrew and Aaron, two of the most handsome men in the diamond class.

“You don’t want to go?” Alger didn’t even think that Sherry didn’t want to.

When Aaron came out of the building with his assistant, Sherry was about to nod and saw her standing by the car, dawdling.

He took a step over and grabbed her wrist.

The two men drew abruptly closer together.

His cold face showed a sarcastic smile, “With Andrew, but not with me? You didn’t use to be, well, so reserved.”

His voice was not low, and everyone around him could hear his tone of disgust to the core.

Sherry’s heart stuttered, shame and pain spreading to the bottom of her eyes.

“What? Think men like you all dainty like that?” With one hand, he lifted her chin.

A pair of wide eyes filled with disdain.

Aaron treated her as he always did.

Sherry’s unpleasant memories so quickly buried in her heart were instantly awakened.

“Mr. Swift, I’d like to accompany you on your business trip, just in case your fiancée might get jealous.”

Her faded, panicked eyes were clear.

Aaron became increasingly unhappy at her changed attitude.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

With a fierce shake of his hand, seeing that he had pinched out Sherry’s white jaw, the man’s brow furrowed, “You’re worthy?”

Aaron turned around and got into his car.

Sherry was mortified and followed to the car as the others looked on curiously.

As the car drove away, the staff immediately came together, “Alger, I heard that Sherry was personally placed in the company by Mr. Swift. Is it that kind of relationship between them?”

“Sherry is quite pretty, but if she’s using that tactic to seduce… To seduce a man…”

Alger has a different view. If Aaron hated Sherry, how could he have placed her in the Night Group?

Aaron is not the type to listen to a woman just to please her.

This Sherry has her stuff.

“Come on, no work to do? Gossiping about Mr. Swift behind his back, don’t want to do it!”

When Alger said that, the other staff members immediately stopped gossiping, as the world is changing rapidly, and it is not certain that Sherry will one day become the owner of Night Group.

Islene was the first to dial Nola’s number when she learned the news, “Nola, Mr. Swift has taken Sherry away, and in the same car.”

Aaron is known to have a mental cleanliness problem.

Only his assistant and Nola have ever ridden in his car, and now, for nothing, there’s Sherry.

On the other side of the phone, Nola nearly snapped her freshly done manicure.

She said fiercely, “Keep on Sherry for me.”

…

Sherry stayed silent once she got into Aaron’s car, telling herself that it was working and that she was prepared to be tormented by Aaron when he offered to join the Night Group.

But when she saw the car pull up in front of the mental sanatorium, she felt blood-curdling in her body.

Aaron said he wanted her to accompany him on a business trip but didn’t say it was to see Monica!

The man glanced at her blanched, white face and wavering, godless expression and laughed softly, “Afraid to see my sister?”

Sherry bit the corner of her lip and shook her head.

Aaron grunted, “Get out of the car, or I’ll make you strip. Naked. Naked. Clothes. Clothes and walk in by yourself.”

Sherry moved immediately.

It was clear to her that he was not joking.

The man could have gone even further, insulting her for fun. Humiliating her for fun was the most common thing he did during those three years; he even made Sherry eat bones in her mouth like a dog once …

Sherry looked at the imposing iron gate and took a step through it.

Countless times she murmured in her mind, Monica, I’m sorry.

If she had known what would happen that day, she would never have taken Monica back. Even if she was poor, she would never have climbed on Aaron’s bandwagon that way.

She wasn’t a fool; didn’t she know that doing so would only make Aaron hate her?

But on the contrary, Aaron thinks she loves him to idiocy.

The only thing Sherry had figured out in those three years was that Aaron had to hate her and that he couldn’t get past that point in his mind.

“Mr. Swift, Monica has just finished her breakfast and is sunbathing in the garden, but you’d better not come too close; she’s afraid of meeting strangers.” So said the carer who led them in.

Raw people?

Sherry’s heart shuddered; it had been so long; she had been a stranger to Monica for a long time.

Aaron had been watching Sherry’s expression from the sidelines.

He had watched her fear and heartache, and that reaction always satisfied him.

“Sherry, watch this; everything Monica lost, I’ll get it back on you.” He said, leaving Sherry behind and heading over to Monica alone.