Chapter 53 Ran to Him and Embraced Him
Susanna didn't expect him to ask her this question. This was a bit difficult to handle.
The man looked down at her, seeing her troubled expression. "Is it that hard to answer?"
"Well, not really."
Susanna hesitated for a moment, looking up at him. "So, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
"I think it's better if you keep your mouth shut."
Aaron finished speaking and turned to leave.
Susanna took a step forward and saw the big dog next to her stand up, wagging its tail and looking at her.
She immediately stopped in her tracks, subconsciously taking a few steps back. "Y-you, please don't come over."
She looked at the dog in front of her, although she had no malice towards the dog, she was a little afraid of it approaching her due to her childhood psychological trauma.
"Come here."
Just as Susanna was about to run away, the man who had disappeared at the end of the darkness came back again.
He stood under the streetlamp and reached out his hand towards her.
The big dog, upon seeing Aaron, immediately sat down on the ground obediently and wagged its tail, not moving at all.
Susanna hesitated for a moment, "I, I can't!"
"Ten seconds for you."
Can't you come and pick her up?
However, Susanna knew that Aaron would do as he said. If he said there were only ten seconds, then there would be only ten seconds.
Susanna gritted her teeth and ran towards Aaron quickly.
The man lowered his head and looked at the woman who had overcome her fear and ran towards him. His lips slightly curved, some psychological trauma needs to be overcome slowly!
The next second, the woman ran straight into his arms.
Aaron stood in place, his outstretched hand still in the air, and finally slowly lowered it.
His hand paused on her back, and his fingers slowly closed.
Susanna was extremely nervous, "The dog didn't follow, right?"
"No, it didn't."
Aaron let go of his hand, his expression somewhat unnatural.
Only then did Susanna dare to turn around and look. Sure enough, the big dog was gone. She sighed with relief, "I was really scared just now."
When she passed by the dog earlier, she was afraid that the dog would come forward and bite her.
A calm voice came from above, "How long do you want to hold on?"
Susanna immediately let go of her hand and took a step back, "Uh, sorry, reflex!"
"Heh, I'll allow you one performance."
Hearing this, Susanna felt a little unhappy, "Seriously, I'm pregnant now, can you bear to let me be chased by a dog? Watch me complain to my grandma, saying that you watched the dog chase me but remained indifferent on the side."
"I think the dog is not the one being vicious, it should be you chasing the dog. Besides, you're not really pregnant now."
"Who says I'm not...I mean, since we're acting, let's make it more realistic, so as not to reveal the truth."
Susanna bit her tongue and almost revealed something.
Indeed, acting requires talent, she had to be careful.
Susanna walked behind him and saw his shadow under the light. She deliberately lagged behind and stomped on his shadow.
Aaron noticed her movement out of the corner of his eye, and his mouth twitched, "Susanna, are you childish or what?"
"What did I do? I didn't do anything."
"Don't think I didn't see."
"Oh, so you've been watching me all along, how embarrassing."
The man withdrew his gaze, "Your face is getting thicker."
Note: The translation has been adjusted to incorporate American culture and daily habits.
"How could I sleep with you without a thick face in the first place?" Susanna blurted out, but immediately closed her mouth when she realized she said the wrong thing.
She looked at the nearby villa and said, "I wonder what Taylor has cooked. I'll go check it out."
Susanna quickened her pace and quickly disappeared in front of Aaron.
The man watched her figure, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, unbeknownst to himself.
After rushing into the lobby, Susanna hurriedly went to the kitchen to avoid embarrassment.
After lingering in the kitchen for a while, she finally returned to the lobby. When she didn't see Aaron's shadow, she breathed a sigh of relief.
She was a little annoyed that she spoke without thinking just now. It was really embarrassing.
Susanna returned to the master bedroom upstairs and found that Aaron hadn't come back yet, probably in the study.
She had gotten used to their way of life; after all, he would sleep in the study.
She turned and went to the walk-in closet and found that there were only Aaron's clothes and her own clothes here.
It seemed exactly the same as when she left. Nothing had changed.
She thought she would find Erica's clothes here, but she searched through them and found no trace of any woman.
This shouldn't be.
Susanna leaned on the door of the walk-in closet. She was very familiar with this place, and there was no trace she couldn't find.
But there wasn't any.
She remembered the maid Brenda saying that Erica had never stayed here.
Could it be that Aaron, despite being a bit of a jerk, was actually a clean and decent man?
Susanna thought for a long time, but found her attention drawn back to Aaron. She quickly found a set of her own pajamas and went to take a shower.
These were branded pajamas prepared by the maid and the clothes inside were changed according to the season.
On the day they signed the divorce agreement, she only took her own clothes and didn't bring any of these branded clothes.
After taking a shower, Susanna walked out wearing a silk camisole, loosely draped in a robe.
It had to be said that expensive things had their reasons for being expensive.
After blow-drying her hair, she yawned and came out of the bathroom, only to see a man standing by the window, with a tall and straight figure!
Susanna's yawn was abruptly cut off.
She didn't expect Aaron to actually come back to the bedroom. This wasn't logical!
The man turned around and saw her coming out of the bathroom, wearing a camisole, her long black hair falling on her shoulders, with a few strands hanging on her collarbone, disappearing into the depths.
His gaze followed her hair downward.
He didn't expect to see such a scene either, the sexy neckline sliding up and down a few times. "Did you intentionally wear so little? Aren't you cold?"
Susanna quickly closed her robe and tightly tied the belt around her waist.
Blushing, she replied, "You used to sleep in the study, right? Why did you come back so early?"
"Don't worry, you're now a 'pregnant woman'. Taylor specifically told me just now that you shouldn't be touched during this special period."
"So are you going to sleep here tonight?"
The man walked towards her, his gaze falling on her tightly wrapped clothes. In fact, this accentuated her figure even more. The thin fabric couldn't hide anything.
Aaron only glanced at her, suddenly feeling that something was not quite right, his throat was a bit dry.
He quickly averted his gaze, "Don't worry, I don't have such thick skin."
With that, the man threw down those words and went into the bathroom.
After hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, Susanna realized that he was mocking her just now.
Didn't he just say, 'I don't have thick skin, how can I sleep with her'? Yet, he actually holds a grudge!
She turned around and found a spare blanket in the closet, placing it on the other side.
Susanna lay down with peace of mind, tightly closing her eyes to avoid any embarrassment when he came out.
Although she really wanted to fall asleep, she still paid attention to the situation on the other side of the bathroom.
She heard the water stop, and then he walked out of the bathroom.
Aaron saw her curled up in a small ball, and raised his hand to pour himself a glass of ice water. He drank it all in one gulp, suppressing the anger in his heart.
The man lay on the other side, pulling his blanket over, but there was now a woman beside him, which was indeed different from usual. He thought he would be very repulsed, but it seemed like he didn't dislike it that much.
Meanwhile, Susanna thought she wouldn't be able to fall asleep, but she fell asleep soon after.
The next morning, Susanna was awakened by the ringing of the phone. She sleepily kicked her foot in the air, "It's so annoying."
Aaron had her foot draped over his waist, using one hand to hold her ankle, preventing her from moving around.
Then he reached out and answered the phone, "Hello, you better have a good reason for calling."
"Sir, the doctor we found had an accident. It's probably impossible for him to perform surgery on Grandma Abbott."
