The President’s Stubborn Love

Sherry knew in her heart that this was not a company perk and she hesitated for a moment and went straight upstairs to the Dean’s room.

Eral was standing in the corridor.

Sherry stood quietly, for a long moment, and whispered, “Eral, can I ask you something?”

“You said.”

Without looking away, Eral calmly returned, “I’ll tell you anything as long as it doesn’t violate the company’s rules.”

What he didn’t say was that Aaron’s orders were also company rules and could not be disobeyed.

“Do you know, where Jason is in person?” Sherry deliberated long enough to ask.

Has that money really been paid back?

Or is it that something has happened to the Jason people.

Eral visibly froze, “This is something that I really don’t know about.”

Eral is the most trusted man on Aaron’s staff and with the Swift Family’s reputation at stake, surely Aaron would have sent him to deal with Jason without his knowledge?

Sherry was thinking hesitantly.

The door to the dean’s office opened and the dean followed Aaron, “Mr. Swift, don’t worry, I will make sure they take care of Mrs. Garcia’s condition and will inform you as soon as there is anything.”

Sherry froze slightly, was this care, or was it surveillance in another sense.

She sighed slowly and met Aaron’s gaze, her voice not too soft, “I think I should say thank you to Mr. Swift, if it wasn’t for your arrangement, my mother would never have had the chance to undergo the surgery, and I will pay you back for these expenses later.”

Aaron snorted coldly at the words, his dark eyes surveying Sherry, “How are you going to pay it back? With Andrew’s money?”

Sherry didn’t react.

In front of him, Aaron took a step closer.

The hand suddenly pressed against the gauze on Sherry’s arm, “This, it can’t be a bitter trick, you just want to play soft in front of him, or am I not allowed to call you Sherry now and will have to call you Mrs. Biber.”

“It hurts …”

His hands were getting harder and harder.

Sherry cringed in pain.

But in front of her was just Aaron’s cold command, “Take her to get her wound redressed and see how badly it is.”

He inclined his head sideways in disdain, as if he felt disgusted to even look at Sherry one more time.

Eral then stepped forward and took Sherry away.

Eral even took pictures before redressing the wound, which was not serious, but it was unpleasant to have such a cut on otherwise fair skin and in such a prominent place.

“Make sure you take good care of it, and it’s best to get someone to take care of your diet and living, otherwise, it will leave a scar.” The doctor instructed.

Sherry listened, and acted as if she hadn’t heard.

Her mind was filled with what Aaron had just said.

Andrew’s money?

Sherry closed her eyes and slowly clasped her fingers in her palm, why in the end, she had no self-respect at all even in front of Andrew.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

A few minutes later, Aaron sat in his car and watched from afar as Sherry came down the steps, her jacket over her head and wearing only short sleeves as she walked in the rain.

“The doctor said she has to have her medication changed regularly and needs to be looked after too.” Eral whispered in his heart, “Actually, she could have been in the VIP ward.”

But she didn’t want to worry her mother and declined the offer.

Aaron averted his eyes, “Drive.”

That evening Sherry was at home with a high fever.

It was a possible complication of the injury, or possibly an infected and inflamed wound. She was drowsy, and when she heard the knock on the door, she headed for the door with weak feet.

“Sherry, I still have something to say.” Andrew was standing in the doorway and had just said something when he noticed that something was very wrong with her, “Are you okay? Why are you so hot.”

She tilted her head slightly, her lips all flushed white.

The face of the man in front of me looked so blurred in the dim light in the hallway.

Sherry’s hand slowly reached out and her voice trailed off, “What brings you here?”

“I’ll take you to the hospital first.” Andrew was anxious too, trying to reach out to pull her.

But to her surprise Sherry couldn’t stand up at all and was rolling all over.

She shook her head resistantly and kept backing away, “I’m not going to the hospital! I don’t want my mother to worry.”

She stepped back hastily and Andrew had to go over to help her.

Both fell to the ground in unison.

Looking at each other, her eyes were lost, and a sentence ground out faintly between her lips, “Why do you need to come and see me, why not just let me die and be done with it, and you will never be angry with me again?”

Andrew’s brow locked and his hand propped up on the floor, his eyes growing thicker.

“Sherry, I’m not him.”

She wasn’t sober, but Andrew was.

He suppressed the emotion in his eyes and picked her up in a whole hug.

“You need to rest.” With a dark voice, he put the person on the bedroom bed and when she was dazed and asleep, he got up and retreated.

Early morning.

Sherry poked her hand out from under the covers, felt the alarm clock next to her and scanned the time, ten o’clock.

No wonder, she felt heavy and tired on her body.

Too much sleep makes you feel sick too, knock on the head, I think I had a bit of a fever yesterday, and then, Aaron came in?

Sherry got up and ran out barefoot, not bothering to put on her shoes.

Only to find the house empty.

The phone suddenly rang, it was the company.

“Sherry, Eral said to give you sick leave, is a week enough?” It was the HR employee there, his tone businesslike.

Sherry was busy responding, “Yes, thank you.”

Before hanging up the phone there, he seemed to mutter to the employee next to him, “I don’t know what kind of background she has, she’s actually able to take paid leave, it’s only been a few days since she joined the company.”

As the phone hung up, there was a disconnected blind tone on the other side.

Sherry had a quick bite to eat and headed straight to the hospital.

After the doctor came to check on her, “Your mother is recovering very well, it’s really hard for her to have such a smooth operation at her age, you must spend more time with her and help her with her physiotherapy, it will help her health.”

“Thank you doctor!”

Sherry returned to the ward and Kate was already propped up on the bed and off the floor.

“Sherry, let’s go home.”

She knew how hard it was for Sherry to find a job and she didn’t want to be a burden to Sherry.

“Mum, you’ve only just had your operation, where are you going? No, you rest first, the doctor will come and let you know when you can be discharged.” Sherry was busy going over to stop her, “Behave!”

Kate froze for a moment before nodding slowly.

“Okay, I’ll do whatever you want, I’m just, I’m afraid I’ll cause you trouble, why don’t you send me back home.” Kate said bitterly.

She certainly didn’t want to go back either.

That home has been trapping her for over twenty years.

“Mum, just get some rest, I’ll get the house cleaned up in the next few days, you can stay with me in the city from now on, I can support you, okay?” Sherry reached out and helped Kate fix her hair, “You rest first, I’ll go and get some food up here, okay?”

Kate nodded.

Sherry bought her meal from the restaurant downstairs and went back out in the corridor when she happened to hear a familiar voice.

Her mother, sitting in a wheelchair, pulled a small nurse and asked, “Hello, do you know where my son has gone?”