Love Began with the First Meeting -
Chapter 956 Extra Story 94 Of Aaron Mysteries
"Men are contemptible. They don't know good from bad," she uttered every word through clenched teeth. Then turned around, without looking at Aaron any longer.
After taking a moment to think about what Vivi had said, Zoey nodded and echoed, "Sure enough... When a woman was always obedient to him, he would view her as dull and boring. However, when he came across that woman who was born to rebel, he felt curious about her and naturally liked her." With a hint of bitterness in her eyes, she continued, "I'll wait and see just how long she will remain arrogant when my older brother has finally been tired of her type..."
Upon hearing that, Vivi glanced at Zoey and then at Aaron and Ximena, who were in the rest area. Ximena was eating in a very elegant manner. Nobody except for her acquaintances would ever have imagined that she had lived such a humble life before. Now she not only enjoyed living in Aarons' halo but, had also earned her own fame in QY Island. How could such a woman stay by Aaron's side?
Vivi wondered if Zoey was right by saying that Aaron would only be interested in a woman who defied him.
While she pondered on that thought, she noticed somebody come to Aaron. He then said a few words to Ximena and shortly after, left with that person. Vivi's gaze followed Aaron as he left the banquet hall with that person, and then she looked back at Ximena. She saw that Ximena was still eating in a leisurely manner, looking casual, yet arrogant.
"Let's sit there," Vivi said to Zoey. Then she placed some hors d'oeuvres onto a plate and walked towards the rest area.
Zoey followed her after she had placed some food onto a plate as well and headed towards the rest area. However, before the two of them reached there, they saw a middle-aged man in a dark gray suit approach Ximena and then he sat down opposite her. It appeared that Ximena didn't know who he was since she looked at him in confusion.
"Let's sit next to her," Zoey said, raising her eyebrows. Then the two women went to sit at the table close to Ximena without being noticed by her.
The backrest of the sofa was high enough to hide behind without being detected. They couldn't see whom the man was that was sitting opposite Ximena, just like Ximena couldn't see them either, but they could still hear the conversation between Ximena and the man. "Excuse me. Who are you?" Ximena asked. Since she had recently opened a fashion design shop, potential clients would come to her for customized tailoring. Therefore, she couldn't refuse to interact with anybody when she didn't know their purpose of coming to her. Even though she had never taken any order outside her shop and usually, when she left her shop, it would become her own private time.
The man observed Ximena's beautiful face with his sharp eyes. Looking at her standard almond eyes, an oval face, aquiline nose, and an attractive mouth with a thinner upper lip and thicker bottom lip, he said, "You look very much like your mother." When Ximena heard what the man had said her face froze in an instant. It was like a bolt from the blue, and she was struck dumb, not knowing how to respond to him. After quite a while, she managed to squeeze out a few words, "You... know my mother?" The man nodded and said with a smile, "I don't only know her, but also know her very well." "I know everything about your parents, 'the man thought.
Hearing what the man had said, Ximena had become short of breath. She stared at him with eyes as wide as saucers and unblinking, she asked,"She, she..." Perhaps it was because she was excited or maybe because she was afraid that she was having trouble speaking fluently at this moment. "Is she well?" she uttered, only three words in the end.
Seeing the overwhelming emotions in Ximena's eyes, among which the eagerness to know her parents prevailed. The man suddenly felt that he was being somewhat cruel to her. However, on second thought, he couldn't think of anything his organization had done that wasn't cruel.
With that thought in mind, he shook his head at Ximena as the answer to her question. While regarding her, he took out an envelope from the inner pocket of his suit, placed it on the table and pushed it towards Ximena. "You will know how she is, once you look at everything inside the envelope."
Ximena looked at the envelope and then at the man, and became increasingly confused and suspicious.
"Don't worry. I'm not going to do you any harm," the man said with a faint smile on his face. "The taxi driver that you met last week was sent by me. Since Aaron's men protect you, I wasn't able to approach you by any other means." "But now you..." Ximena said, still feeling doubtful.
"It is less difficult for me to approach you at such an occasion as today," he said, sensing her doubt. The man considered the barrier that Ximena had put up was probably not against him. Perhaps it was just that she feared to know the truth that lay inside the envelope. Thus he said, "I'm here because I don't want you to misunderstand your parents. They didn't abandon you on purpose. On the contrary, they loved you deeply with their lives."
Ximena's face grew even paler, and she swallowed a lump in her throat. After hearing what the man had just said, she became more anxious and fearful of learning the truth that was in the envelope. "What... What do you mean by saying that?" she asked.
Sighing slightly, the man looked around and then said, "It's up to you if you want to open the envelope or not. I'm only delivering it to you. Ximena, don't hate your parents. If you do, they must be very sad." After saying that he heaved another sigh, and then he took a business card out from his pocket and put it on the table next to the envelope. "I can't stay here for very long. Here you are. If you have any questions, you may give me a call."
After giving Ximena a nod, the man stood up and walked away, disappearing into the crowd of people at the banquet hall. When Ximena finally came to her senses and looked for him in a daze, she could no longer see him. If it wasn't for the envelope and the business card that lay on the table in front of her, she might have thought that it had all just been an illusion, a figment of her imagination.
At the next table, Vivi and Zoey looked at each other at the same time. They were both extremely curious about what the man had given Ximena.
Ximena sat staring at the envelope and business card for a moment, while the man's words sank into her head. Slowly she took the business card and put it into her handbag and then with a trembling hand she reached for the envelope. She wanted to open it but didn't have the courage to do so. She swallowed hard and inhaled deeply to try to settle her nerves. Once again, she reached for the envelope to open it. However, she was too afraid, and in the end, she put the envelope into her handbag as well.
When Aaron came back to her, he found that Ximena looked ashen and not at all herself. He frowned slightly. Thinking back, Aaron remembered that she had seemed disturbed ever since she had gotten out of the car. "Let's go," he said. "Hem?" Ximena answered absentmindedly. It wasn't until now that she had noticed Aaron standing by her side. With her brows furrowed slightly, she looked at him, puzzled and asked, "When did you come back?"
"When you were away with the fairies," Aaron answered. Seeing that Ximena's face looked pale, Aaron said with concern in his voice,"Showing up here was enough. Let's go."
"Okay," Ximena agreed. She took her handbag from aside, which had now become heavy; she felt her heart become heavy as well. She wasn't in the mood to interact with anybody here. What she wanted to do now was replace a quiet place to dig up a scar that had been buried in her heart for many years. However, she didn't know how that digging would end. Perhaps she would be severely hurt yet again, or perhaps she would be able to heal the scar in her heart completely. *1000000000000000
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