After some consideration, I knocked on Aaron's door.
"F*ck off." Aaron probably thought it was his bodyguards trying to pester him, so he immediately snarled in response.
"It's me." I cleared my throat and asked, "Can I come in and talk?"
Suddenly, there was no sound from the inside. Just as I was about to turn around and leave, the door suddenly opened and Aaron appeared.
"If you have something to say, then say it." He stood against the light, so I could not make out the expression on his face.
He had never been so cold to me. Although I knew that he was just angry, I felt guilty.
After staring at Aaron in the darkness for a few seconds, I broke the silence. "If this happens again, you can take the children somewhere far, far away so that I can never see them for the rest of my life again."
I was absolutely certain of my decision.
Aaron looked at me with his eyes flickering in the darkness as if thinking about the truth of my words. The way he stared at me in silence made me feel intimidated and unable to meet his gaze.
Feeling guilty, I lowered my head and dared not look him in the eye.
After a long time, Aaron said in a deep voice, "Yana left me because of me. It's my fault. I deserve it."
He paused. I raised my head just in time to see the gloomy expression in his eyes. "But Arianna, if you let me experience separation from my loved ones ever again, I will never forgive you, let alone take care of your children. I will refuse to acknowledge them, and I'm willing to let them fend for themselves, you understand?"
This was not a notice, but a warning.
I pursed my lips and nodded. "I understand. You're saying that if I dare to put myself in trouble again, you will not save your nephew and niece."
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