"Well..." I was startled. I had never thought that me making my own decisions had caused barriers between them, so I patiently comforted her. "You're overthinking it. Perhaps it's just that he is busy with his work."
"Stop comforting me. Can't I tell if it's really because of work?" Emma sighed and seemed to have no hope at all. "When you went to the hospital to visit Ian, Aaron left his phone behind, so I asked the driver to send me to him. I saw him fighting with the Clark Group's president in public for you. To him, you are his only sister. I'm afraid there are no other women he will treat differently in this life."
I puckered my lips as I was unable to refute her at the moment. However, after thinking for a while, I became sober again. "No, Emma, you're wrong. You forgot that during the blind date, Aaron admitted to you that he had fallen in love with other women before. This is how he is. He looks like he's not afraid of anything, but he is a coward in love. He only regrets when he loses his love. You have to give him time. Hold on until he becomes enlightened, okay?"
Emma did not agree with me. She acted extremely indifferent. She pouted her lips slightly and vented her anger on the plant. "You have already told me these. But after so long, we don't even have the fun of bickering anymore. Perhaps it's really just my wishful thinking. I'd better put those restless thoughts away. Like what Aaron said, it's enough to be Mrs. Reid. It's no use hoping for more. There won't be any results. Instead, it'll make people hate you." She chuckled bitterly.
I knew it. She was hurt by Aaron. Behind my back, Aaron constantly gave her the cold shoulder. How could a woman stand his indifference?
Women were flowers. They needed the care and the warmth of sunshine. Living under the haze would only make them pale.
I couldn't change Emma's decision and could only remain silent.
At eleven o'clock, I leaned against the sofa and almost fell asleep. I heard footsteps in a daze. When I opened my eyes, I saw Aaron taking off his coat and was about to drape it over me.
"If you're awake, go back to your room and sleep," he said and put his coat on his arm.
It was indeed uncomfortable to sit for a long time with the two children in my belly. I stood up with my hand on the arm of the sofa. Aaron naturally held me and we walked to the bedroom together.
"Aaron, you've come back later than usual recently. Is the company all right?"
"Nothing can happen if Uncle Charles is there. It's just that some of my men weren't capable enough. They had messed up a big project, so I have to make it up to them in person." Aaron's voice was low. There was no abnormality.
I stopped and looked at him seriously. Then, I changed the subject. "How's Yana recently?"
Although they had been separated for so long, I knew that Aaron secretly inquired about her news.
Aaron knew that he had been seen through, so he loosened his hand to avoid my gaze and said in a daze, "Why did you mention her all of a sudden..."
Feeling my waist aching, I stretched out my hand to support myself and said earnestly, "I want to remind you that you should let her go. You can't live in the past all the time. Aaron, it's not your fault that you lost Yana. Both sides made the choice. You are qualified to love others. Don't trap yourself, okay?"
Aaron lowered his eyes and said nothing, but it confirmed my guess.
Aaron couldn't let go of the kidnapping incident. Not only because of me, but also because of Emma, who was taken away that day.
He had already begun to care about her in his heart, but the loss of Yana had been too heavy of a blow to him. He was deep in guilt and refused to forgive himself. However, he inadvertently used the same way to distance himself from the people who loved him.
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