Chapter 1013 Extra Story 151 Of Aaron Rebirth (2/2)

”Ximena, do you know why we have eyes in front of our heads?” Molly asked Ximena with a smile on her face. ”It's because God wants us to look forward. Whatever happened in the past will stay in the past, just like this dead hyacinth.” Her gaze fell on the dark blue flower that had fallen to the ground pitifully. She continued, ”New flowers will not bloom unless the past is abandoned.” She smiled more brightly, her clear eyes shining with hope for a beautiful future for them all. ”The flower language of the dark blue hyacinth is melancholy love,” she said.

”Do you know what you did wrong? It's alright if you just wanted to own me. But you should not have helped Molly leave me!”

When Brian learns the truth, there is no chance for Hannah to win his heart.

Molly, who wants to run away from Brian, seems to be the only one to blame for Hannah's misfortune...

hat resentment had become somewhat negligible recently. Perhaps her anger and hatred had been useful to her only because she didn't want to leave Aaron's side at any cost. She used her resentment to persuade herself that she should stay by his side to torture him, the son of the murderer.

As all these thoughts filled her mind, Ximena took a deep breath and tried to concentrate on her work. By the time she finished going through all the orders selected by the operational manager, it was time for lunch.

Her mother cooked meals for her every day and even took good care of her, but Ximena was still unhappy because Aaron was not there with her. Despite his phone calls every day, she could not smell his aura in the air around her, which made her feel vacuous.

She stayed in the garden house, looking at the stars spread out in the sky and smelling the fragrance of the roses. One week had passed, but Aaron still hadn't come back.

Ximena sighed slightly. Curling up her body on the bean bag, she looked ahead blankly. She had been holding her cellphone in her hand. Aaron hadn't called her yet that evening. She was waiting for his call, which had become a routine.

Sleep gradually overwhelmed her. Her sight, which was fixed on the roses, became blurred. Her heavy eyelids shut several times, but she tried her best to stay awake. When she heard the sound of the glass door opening, her eyelashes moved weakly, but it was too difficult for her to open her eyes.

Footsteps approached her slowly and finally stopped in front of the bean bag. She saw a pair of shiny shoes and then a pair of slender legs in suit pants. Aaron squatted slowly to stare at the sleeping Ximena. A faint smile played at the corners of his lips. When Ximena opened her eyes slightly, he bent down to deliver a kiss on her sweet and soft lips.

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