Chapter 33 - Mixed Feelings

Sherry took a half step back, keeping a safe distance between her and him. "Also, I'm not leaving Night Group before the wounds Nola left on me have healed." "You ......" Aaron's throat caught and he suddenly didn't know what to say. Sherry's white, pretty face was spread with the cool smile he always hated. "At the very least, I'm going to get well, or else, even if I give you the backup of the recording, I can use the wounds on my body just as much as I can to make Nola lose her reputation." Aaron's mind seems to be clearing up against the night breeze. It was as if there was nothing else to say between them but these things. Sherry blinked her eyes as if she knew what he was thinking, "A man like me, lowly and vile, Mr. Swift would do well to be patient and wait, lest, in the end, one is left with no money." The cold wind blew through and Sherry felt cold, but seeing Aaron's complexioned face calmed her down again, her mind half empty of distractions. This is a man she did