My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2273

"What are you doing?" Aaron was seriously injured, and he should stay at the hospital for at least a month. It would be too careless for him to leave now as if he didn't care about his injury.

"Mr. Reid's orders... He has been discharged." The nurse stopped and answered me.

"Alright. You can continue with your work." Aaron finished all his procedures, then came over and put his hand on my shoulder. He joked and said, "My dear sister, you know me. I can't sit here and stay put. If this goes on, I'll be depressed. I could only have a speedy recovery when I am happy and comfortable. So let me go home."

"You think you're funny, huh?" I raised my head and pretended to laugh. Then my expression changed instantly, saying, "No way."

"The doctor already said that the first half of the month is very crucial for recovery. And you have to do other tests as well. Do you think you can do that at home?" He hurt his right hand because of me. Unless the doctor confirmed that there was no other way to treat his hand, he couldn't go home. Otherwise, no one could interrupt the treatment process.

"Well, I can come back to the hospital every day. Anyway, I can't stand to stay here and watch the sunrise every day. It's such torture," Aaron said casually.

"Still no." I looked at him, feeling hesitant. Of course, I knew how difficult it was to be trapped in a dull ward. But I owed Aaron too much, and even if there was only a little hope, I would try my best to ensure his recovery.

"How about we stay at the hospital for alternate days?" Aaron noticed that I was still reluctant to give in. He winked and used his puppy eyes to look at me, trying to ease the atmosphere.

But I still showed a stern expression, indicating that there was no way I would compromise. "Do you think I don't know you well enough? Once you leave this place, there's no way you'll come back, even if we use all our strength to pull you. You have to stay here for at least half a month. Otherwise, don't even think about getting out." Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Aaron realized that there was nothing else he could do, so he sat on the sofa and crossed his legs. "In that case, I'll just have to follow my heart, to go out and come back whenever I want."

I crossed my arms in front of my chest and was not threatened at all. "You'd better not do that. Otherwise, I don't mind taking turns with Emma to watch you 24 hours a day. If you don't mind her going through all the hassle, then go ahead and do whatever you want."

Aaron's expression changed again. He looked upset and said disdainfully, "You're just so rude to me. Since you're so good at this, why don't you use this ability to control Hendrix?"

Speaking of Hendrix, I frowned. After thinking for a moment, I said in a daze, "I will, and I always have been doing that."

I knew that Hendrix didn't change at all. It was just that he couldn't explain everything for the time being.

Aaron thought that he had irritated me successfully, so he cleared his throat quickly and corrected himself, "Hey, I didn't mean to blame you. I hope that you can think about this from my perspective. You can't leave Hendrix alone, so you should understand very well that I can't let Emma look after such a large company alone. Plus, with her family and all. I am a man, Arianna. You are part of my family, and so is Emma. I can't be so unfair and do anything for you, taking all of her efforts for granted, can I? How can I be a coward when she needs me most?"

"What do you mean? Did something happen to Emma's family?" I vaguely guessed something but also hoped that it was not as bad as I imagined.

However, Aaron nodded heavily, answering, "Someone is controlling the stock market on purpose, and all of the Stone family's assets were sealed."

"Is it Jordan?" Aaron's expression confirmed my guess and his teeth were shaking. This was totally out of my expectation.

How could this be? I had acted that I couldn't care less about everything, yet Jordan still wanted to destroy it.

Or was it that he didn't fall for the trap and knew that I was taunting him on purpose?

It was like I stepped on air and fell into an endless abyss. Why could I never guess this person's next step?