The President’s Stubborn Love

A year later.

Pale and sallow, she was Sherry, still wearing the white shirt and jeans she wore in prison. Sherry’s eyes were sad as she looked at the crowded city.

It’s been a long year for her. If Sherry didn’t have a sick mother at home, she wouldn’t have made it out alive. She took out the cell phone she had taken from the guards and called her aunt.

When she got through, she quickly asked, “Dear aunt, this is Sherry, how is my mother?”

“Oh my dear Sherry, your mother is in the same condition as before. She still doesn’t wake up. Are you out of jail?”

“Yes, Aunt.”

Sherry heaved a sigh. A year ago, her aunt came to the prison to visit her. She learned that her mother had a stroke and was hospitalized when she knew she was in prison.

The two exchanged a few words, and Sherry learned that there was no money left to pay her mother’s medical bills.

Sherry walked aimlessly in the street, tears in her eyes could not stop to flow down, is she, just caused the family to end up in such a field.

It took Sherry some time to pull herself together. She had only $20, not even enough for the bus fare home.

Sherry would like to leave South Town, but she could only do so after she made some money. She was looking for a job on the street, reading newspaper advertisements.

By the afternoon, Sherry had already applied for ten jobs. The person opposite her said, “Sorry, Miss Garcia, your resume is pretty good, but we don’t want anyone with a record in our company. I’m really sorry.”

Sherry was from a poor family, but she was the first in all subjects in the university. She was really excellent… However, all the companies rejected her for the same reason.

She reluctantly left the interview hall, and her legs and feet were numb, tired, the heart was very depressed.

Sherry sat down at a bus stop not far away, took out a newspaper and looked at the job Posting.

Sherry’s eyes brightened again when she saw a job opening for a piano player in a big hotel . She majored in finance in college, but she also took piano lessons as a hobby and won prizes. With this in mind, Sherry got up and took a bus to the hotel.

The recruitment process went well and the hotel manager was very appreciative of her piano skills. She promised Sherry $50 a day, room and food. Sherry was grateful that she didn’t mind her background at all. She finished the paperwork the same day and went straight to sleep in the staff quarters.

Sherry spent three days unharmed. The manager was very nice and gave her an advance on a week’s salary. She gave all the money to her aunt directly.

At 8 p. m., Sherry went to work as usual, her long fingers dancing on the keys. The atmosphere was romantic and cozy.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Lost in the music, she heard a waiter’s voice at the door.

“Mr. Swift, Miss Garcia, good evening.”

Sherry opened her eyes and looked for the sound. She saw two familiar people standing in the doorway. Just as she was stunned, the music was confused.

As if sensing a mistake, Aaron Swift looked at the piano stand, the woman’s side face clearly reflected in his eyes. For a moment, Aaron Swift’s eyes went dark.

A year had already passed…

Sherry didn’t know that Aaron had seen her. She managed to compose herself and finished a song, then left quickly. The manager knew Aaron Swift had arrived and came out to meet him. On the way, she met Sherry and asked, “Miss Sherry, what happened? Why don’t you play the piano?”

“Excuse me, Manager, I’m not feeling well.”

Sherry didn’t know why she’s dodging when she didn’t do anything wrong. Presumably Aaron Swift and Nola Garcia had become her nightmare.

“You look very well! There are so many guests here. You are the only pianist in the restaurant at the moment. How can you leave in the middle?”

Sherry looked to the door. Aaron and Nola were looking at her. She knew that they had seen her. Helpless, she went back to the piano, which began to play again.

Naturally, Nola recognized Sherry. She squinted slightly, and there was a hint of annoyance in her voice.

“Dear Aaron, it is Miss Sherry, she is out of prison.”

“Well.” Aaron responded lightly. The man’s face was expressionless so that it couldn’t tell what he was thinking.