Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 962 Extra Story 100 Of Aaron Tangle

It was his mother who had done all these things. Fate had pushed her to his life. From the beginning, they were bound to come across each other and weave each other's web. They must face this doomed twist of fate. He told himself, 'Ximena if you could be happy for my pain. I am willing to bear all the bitterness.

Abhorrence is also a kind of emotion after all. If you want to hate me, just hate me forever, it doesn't matter, I will take anything from you!'

A Year Later.

"Grand Night Casino has come into operation for three months. Its operation has become a new attraction for the tourism industry of QY Island. Recently, the tourism of the island witnessed an increase of 120% on a year-on-year basis. In addition, the Casino has also promoted the other industries on the island. Given this uplifting situation, the people showed unprecedented gratitude to this measure taken by the Leng's Corporations and the parliament. Aaron of all people behind the company was the mastermind of it all. It was because of his laudable efforts that these milestones in the industry were achieved."

The morning news on the television continued to talk about the new achievements made by the Leng's Corporations. On the other side, the table for breakfast was overwhelmed by silence. Aaron was reading the newspaper while Ximena, who sat just opposite him, was eating her food silently. They all devoted themselves to their own things without talking.

Upon finishing his coffee, Aaron folded the newspaper, put it aside and shifted his gaze towards Ximena. He breathed a slight sigh under the table and said to her,"Mr. Brian Long will come to the island this afternoon. We will have some business time together at night. Maybe I will come back home a little late."

With only an insensitive glimpse from Ximena, Aaron got the cold shoulder again. She just kept eating her breakfast.

A sense of self-sneering exuded out of his eyes. He thought, people always say that man will be accustomed to anything given a period of time. For Aaron, however, he doubted if it was totally true. Why was it that he was still not accustomed to her coldness after a year? He just preferred that she was outraged and lost her temper, even... What he really wanted was to see abhorrence on her eyes.

For a year, almost every day, she showed nothing, neither anger nor hatred. He was fearful of her passiveness and silence. He was afraid of the fact that he did know how to replace a way to have a family with her once she had no emotion towards him. Besides, he really had no idea how to make up for her, for her sadness, for her loss in the past, for all the troubles they had caused her. Aaron's mind was suddenly in pain at the thought of all these. He was confused and bothered at the same time.

After thinking heaps of problems on his mind, he decided to leave. He took over his suit from the butler and walked away as if he was escaping from a gladiatorial match. Although he had never received any response from her, he still told her his schedule of a day in detail. He would gladly inform her that he would come back at night to have dinner with her. Though he sounded like a robot talking to nobody, Aaron persisted and just continued what he's doing in a day to day basis even without Ximena's response. It would be a really ludicrous and sardonic story if others knew about it. Considering his status as His Highness and the way Ximena treated him with all her aloofness and constant rejections.

Getting out of the house, Aaron narrowed his eyes because of the blaring intense light. With his eye fixed at the heavy traffic, he could not help but think about the relationship between him and Ximena again and again. Outside the house, she would show respect for him in a bid to save his face, even she was also nonchalant. But once they came back home, she could totally pretend not to see him. Even when they had crazy sex and enjoyed the great pleasure together, she still could push him away after finishing without any emotion. 'Maybe you both could bear a child. In this way, your relationship will be much better.'

The words of the wife of the political commissar still haunted him. Entertaining the thought, however, Aaron couldn't help but ask himself, 'How could we bear a child successfully?' Based on the doctor's diagnosis, he knew it clearly that the chance of pregnancy is less than five percent.

Leaning against the seat of his car, he closed his eyes slowly in order to avoid the annoyances on his mind for a short time. But he still hoped... If they could have a kid. He really hoped that she could be pregnant. No matter how, in this way, they could be bound by this tie, their own flesh, and blood.

Aaron wished that his realization would come true. That would be the only way he thought that could make Ximena change her heart towards him and perhaps forgive him for everything that happened in the past.

As for Ximena, after finishing her breakfast, she changed clothes and went to the company. Her shop had grown progressively over the year and now she owned a personal exclusive brand and was no longer a woman totally dependent on Aaron for living. Driving on her way to the company, she pressed a key on the car's dashboard to open the car roof. The sunlight warmed her and outlined her well-shaped face. A puff of breeze brushed her face with a little moisture, which made her feel comfortable and at ease. Maybe she was fed up with the horrific experience caused by the taxi driver a year ago. After being broken down for three months, she recovered and pulled herself together. Immediately, she enrolled herself to a driving school to gain her license. "Screeeechhh-----"

The braking car gritted on the ground, sounding noisily loud. Ximena caught a sketchy glimpse of the exclusively customized sign "Only Memory". A small smile unfolded on her lips. The smile, however, was constrained because her eyes did not show any glee. Only... Memory... The only thing she owned in life. The one she could call her own.

Everyone had this one thing in his or her life which he or she could label as his or her 'only', such as the only parents, the only lover, the only luxury as well as the only dream. But how about her? For Ximena, it seemed that all the 'only' things in her life had left her so far. 000000000000