Aaron had always acted with a ruthless heart.
Just like how he was treating Gina now.
Instructing the nurse to stop all her treatment instruments, the man propped his hand on the crossbar in front of her hospital bed. His face looked nothing but mockery and contempt, his words not lingering between his lips, “You want money, do you? I’m not giving it to you.”
“And from now on, don’t try to use a single cent of my money.” The man’s sneering mouth was infinitely magnified in Gina’s eyes, twisting and spinning and even blurring.
When a piece of paper was thrown in front of her for discharge, Gina then understood what the man meant – stopping all treatment and mandatory discharge.
The head still hurt, and the voice came into his ears, hazily producing a boom: “I will not care half as much about your life or death in the future.”
Had it come to this, yet she had to hold it together.
Keeping mom alive, that was her last spiritual support.
Struggling to roll down from the hospital bed, Gina stumbled behind Aaron.
Aaron was planning to go to Delilah’s ward, his sudden departure just now must have made Delilah think again. But the person following behind him made him uncomfortable, turning around and glancing at her with an unpleasant frown, Aaron spoke with anger, “What else do you want.”
Stopped in his tracks, Gina looked up unafraid to meet the man’s eyes, his tone firm without weakness: “Where you go, I will go. ”
Such a stubborn woman in front of him was obviously not familiar to Aaron, what he was familiar with was the useless woman who was softly pulling her pant leg and crying. Such a change annoyed him to no end, stirring the anger in his heart to its maximum.
“Get out.” The word spat out from under his tongue with a raised lip and a frown of disgust. But the woman behind him was still following in the same footsteps, almost on her own heels.
Aaron’s temples popped, could no longer hold down his anger, did not hide the expression of disgust on his face, turned around and raised his palm and pushed the woman to the ground.
The cold floor hurt to fall on, let alone to someone who hadn’t recovered from a concussion.
The woman bit her lower lip and didn’t make a sound, and stood up with her hands on the ground with a white face, her elbows kept trembling from the effort, and she propped herself up on one knee for half a day before she stood up, staggering and continuing to follow the man.
Obviously not expecting her to be so persistent, Aaron lowered half of his eyelids, his gaze flashed with impatience, then he treated Gina as air and stopped looking, striding forward.
Stumbling and jogging all the way, the woman could barely keep up with the man in front of her, enduring her physical discomfort and turning into Delilah’s ward with Aaron.
With the intention of deliberately disgustingly stimulating Gina, the man took a big step forward and spread his arms to take Delilah, who was sitting on the hospital bed, into his arms.
This is something that Gina never had.
Aaron had never hugged her like this before.
More yet, kissing her lips as tenderly as he did now, kissing her in full across the corners of her brow, sprinkling tiny bits of love.
But Gina only crushed this thought to death in her heart, the man in front of her was not at all what she saw as such, he was just the last straw for herself.
The woman in her arms slightly closed her eyes to indulge in the kiss to the fullest, her eyelashes gently flapping as if they were butterfly tails. Originally, Aaron was somewhat devoted to this kiss, if there was no that head sticking out next to him.
The disgusting woman probed over to watch herself kiss seriously, her earnest cold gaze looking uncomfortable.
Instantly losing his interest, Aaron pushed Delilah in his arms away and looked away to avoid Gina’s eyes.
The warm touch on her lips was suddenly lost, Delilah opened her eyes at once, and her eyes were filled with Gina’s disgusting appearance, and she was so shocked that she shouted, “What are you doing here! You’re the woman who made me lose my baby, get out, get out!”
The shrill voice reached Gina’s ears and her entire brain was a muddled buzz, frowning to endure the discomfort, her body and gaze not moving an inch.
“Aaron, get this woman out of here! Quick!” Panicked, Delilah tugged at the man’s collar, panicking and praying, and her words even took on a crying tone at the end: “I’m afraid …”
Looking down at the delicate and frightened appearance of the woman in his arms, the look in Aaron’s eyes thickened and he waved his hand to signal the secretary guarding the door of the ward to come in.
“Mr. Pittman, what are your orders again.” The secretary’s gaze warily circled around between the three men, the intricacies of which made her panic.
Impatiently extending his heel finger towards Gina, Aaron circled his arm around Delilah and spoke impatiently, “Tell someone to tie her up, find a small dark room and lock her up, don’t let me see her again.”
“This-” The secretary naturally knew what the president’s dark room referred to, but she didn’t dare to disobey Mr. Pittman’s order, holding back from looking at Gina’s incredulous gaze, she spoke stiffly, “I’ll go do it right now. ”
The secretary rushed the shoulder intercom and said a few words, and two big, sturdy men quickly appeared in the ward. They ignored Gina’s cries and used ropes to roughly help her arms and legs, dragging and tugging them towards the outside.
Delilah, who was buried in the man’s arms behind him, had a smug smile sneak up at the corners of her mouth.