The President’s Stubborn Love

Sherry turned around to see Andrew standing gentlemanly in the light with a bouquet of roses in his hand, extending his hand toward her.

“Sherry, is there such a thing as the pleasure of having the first dance with you?”

At this moment, everyone and everything around you no longer matters.

Sherry can only see Andrew alone.

She gathered her courage and took a step forward.

He had, once again, become a haven for her.

The two held hands twirled, and danced, an unmistakably harmonious and beautiful image reflected in everyone’s heart.

This also includes Aaron.

The man’s eyes were as deep as the sea as he gazed at Sherry on the dance floor, his bony fingers slowly tightening.

A sneer spilled from his lips as he slowly rose, invited a random lady and stepped onto the dance floor.

Over here Sherry is dancing with Andrew.

The two went from being less than comfortable at first to getting better, with smiles spreading across their faces.

But before Sherry could say anything, the tune was suddenly changed and then there were several pairs of dancers beside her, and the moment she turned and spun, a hand pulled her and took her in another direction.

“No …”

Sherry turned back around and her dance partner in front of her had become Aaron!

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As their eyes met, Sherry wanted to turn and leave immediately, but Aaron’s grip was so tight that she couldn’t escape.

All the lights in the house were on.

It was then that Sherry realized that the lilac shirt Aaron had taken off his jacket was a couple’s set with her dress! Even the buttons and the way it was cut were from the same brand.

The outfit, is not from Andrew at all, but from Aaron.

By this time, Sherry could not describe the anger in her heart, she was like a mouse, being played by Aaron.

“You hurt Nola; you should pay the price.” With those words, he took her wrist in his right hand and gave it a push.

Sherry’s whole body was lightly tugged up by him.

It looked like a graceful turn, but only Sherry knew that her wrist was about to be dislocated by the tug.

As soon as she turned around, she locked eyes with Andrew, who was standing behind her.

Sherry was too guilty to look at Andrew and spun over in a hurry.

The music grew more and more intense, as did her heartbeat at that moment, restless and unsettled.

Aaron also saw Andrew coming and all of a sudden, danced with Sherry even more vigorously, even more than provoking her by whispering in her ear, “Show off and show Andrew what you’re really made of, too.”

“Aaron!”

Sherry tried her best to keep her distance from him, but the more Aaron danced, the more intimate his movements became, even pressing down hard on Sherry’s waist with his left hand during the final closing move, forcing her whole body against his chest.

The sound of his strong heartbeat reached Sherry’s ears.

That’s the smell of hormones.

No woman, can resist a man like Aaron.

The room erupted in cheers and applause, and there was speculation about Sherry’s identity, actually replacing Nola and dancing with Aaron.

This is astonishing news.

“The evening dress she’s wearing is EVA’s new ‘Goddess of the Moon’, I think, I hear it’s hard to order and I guess that’s the only one in town.”

“Which conglomerate’s daughter is it?”

“Seems to be an employee of Night Group …”

Sherry jerked her hand back hard and dodged backwards, almost bumping into the waiter with the champagne, but she couldn’t stay for a second, grabbing the hem of her skirt and walking quickly towards the room.

Aaron, you pervert.

To let Andrew mistake her for a lightweight woman who’d be willing to leave Nola behind?

Sherry’s chest rose and fell and she didn’t feel relieved until she closed the door to her room.

Nola heard the news and soon came to the door.

“Sherry, you bitch!”

She kept banging on the door and busting out, “If you don’t open the door, I’ll have someone break it down.”

Sherry had no choice but to pull the door open first.

Snap.

Nola lifted her wrist and slapped her across the face, curses following one after the other.

“You bitch, you deserve to wear such an expensive gown, so take it off! Hurry up or I’ll have someone strip you naked and throw you out into the street.”

Nola is so mad with hate.

I can’t wait to go up and rip Sherry’s pretty face off.

The more she cursed so madly, the more she proved the fear in her heart.

Sherry took a half step back and Nola nearly knocked over the hotel decorations, just as Andrew and Aaron left the dinner party one after another.

At this point, the scene was fixed there for a while.

It was Nola who eventually ran over first crying, “Aaron, how could you let Sherry be your date!”

Nola is in her room putting on her make-up and getting her hair done, but can’t wait for Eral to send her dress over, only to learn that Aaron is dancing with Sherry at the dinner party.

Nola promptly smashed everything in the room.

Unable to understand what Aaron was doing, she took all her tantrums out on Sherry, who must have done everything she could to seduce Aaron.

Could there be any other reason than that?

When she was crying, Aaron was so protective of her, and the way he put one arm around Nola’s shoulders was so moving and tender.

Sherry shuddered; it turned out that, at heart, she still cared.

That embrace was also for her …

The images that floated through her mind stabbed her like a knife and made her blood run cold.

Andrew was the only one, with dark eyes just looking at Sherry alone, he looked at the finger marks faintly visible on her cheek, “Is it okay?”

Sherry shook her head gently, “I’m fine.”

She also pulled a sarcastic smile in the process, “I just wonder if Nola’s hand, which I burned, hurts.”

The implication is that Nola, who is clearly hurt and crying out in pain, has come back to beat her.

It seems, then, that it still wasn’t scalded hard enough.

“Sherry.”

Aaron’s cold eyes glanced over, full of warning, especially when he saw Andrew standing extremely close to her, the anger in Aaron’s eyes could no longer be suppressed.

But Nola was in his arms at that moment, pouting, “Forget it, Aaron, I want to go back and rest, you take me back, okay?”

Aaron took his eyes off Sherry then.

looked at Nola and nodded.

Sherry watched both of their backs, the light growing dimmer under her eyes.

The doorway was crowded with people watching and whispering, and Andrew, annoyed, stepped over and slammed the door.

The whole world is finally quiet.

Andrew turned around and saw Sherry about to take off her gown, his brow furrowed and he immediately went into the bathroom.

Sherry was wearing a bottom dress underneath, she just didn’t want to get any more of Aaron’s stuff on her.

A few minutes later, she apologized solemnly to Andrew.

A few suppressed emotions flooded the man’s brow, “Why are you apologizing to me?”

The person who was wrong was not her.

Every time Andrew, the person who stirs up the ends, is Aaron.