Semua Bab After Divorce, I became the untouchable Tycoon's sweetheart.: Bab 61 - Bab 68

Aaron's POV.My day started out pretty slowly, every second dragging by as my mind replayed the events of the previous night. Every time I picked up my phone to call Lydia, I felt the guilt push my hand back down.I sighed for the hundredth time, running my hand through my hair as I tried to gather my thoughts. I still had a mountain of paperwork to sift through and it was only lunchtime. I let out a long exasperated sigh and pushed back my seat to stand up.A knock came on the door and my secretary stuck her head in.“Sorry, Mr. Knight, but our guests from the branch in Cuba are here. The other executives are gathered in the boardroom for the meeting and they're expecting you,” my assistant informed.I contemplated cancelling everything and escaping my reality for a while, but business had to go on. “Do I really have to do this, Julie? Why can't any one of them just take care of it?” I sighed tiredly, rubbing the bridge of my nose.Julie stepped in, a little knowing look on her face.

Lydia's POV The air outside the warehouse was cold. The sky had gone a darker shade of blue and the wind was slowly kicking up. It was going to rain. Somewhere in the clouds I could see the first signs of the moon announcing the arrival of the evening. I tried to distract myself from everything that'd just happened to me. But it was growing even more increasingly difficult with every passing second.Aaron had draped his jacket over my shoulders at some point and helped me into a reclining position in the passenger seat of his car. He stood just by the open passenger door, his frame blocking the light of the evening sun. His expression was a tight mask of both fury and relief.I stayed silent for a long time even after everything had died down. I felt completely empty of every bit of strength. My eyes felt like sacks of rice, heavy with every blink. The left side of my face throbbed with a hot, rhythmic ache where Donald's hand had made contact with my cheek. My arm and leg screamed w

Lydia's POV.“The press is ready for you, sir,” George informed Aaron who'd been pacing the room for unknown reasons. We were in his large office at the Apex high-rise office building. The place felt as large as nearly half a football field, but was drab and lifeless, covered with glass, except for the glass floor-to -ceiling windows.Aaron turned around to look at the man but he didn't acknowledge his words right away.“How's the interview going on KLOG NEWS?” Aaron asked him instead.“Reviews and comments are all over the place. The legal team is putting out everything we've got against them, sir. It'll be pointless to fight back,” George answered.“Good. As it should be,” Aaron nodded. Ever since the warehouse incident, I'd seen a side to him I'd never really noticed. He'd become more protective, vengeful to Donald for hurting me. He turned around to face me. “Are you good? Look, you don't have to do this if you're not feeling up to it.” His voice held some genuine concern as he l

Lydia's POV.“Hey, sunshine.”I slowly roused from my sleep, my eyes fluttering open at the sound of Aaron's voice. I'd been sleeping a lot lately, courtesy of the pills I'd had to take since I returned from the hospital.The smell of fried eggs and sausage hit my nose instantly and pulled me completely up to consciousness.Aaron had a tray of breakfast in his hands, an awfully small apron hanging down his neck as he flashed me a boyish grin.“What's happening?” I asked in surprise.“Breakfast in bed. I figured I'd treat you since it's your first day back at work after a while,” he explained.“You cooked?” I asked, genuinely surprised. “Aaron Knight can cook. Okay.”“Geez. I'm not that much of a terrible person, am I? Besides, you'd have to actually try it to tell whether or not I can cook. So, come on. Be my judge,” he smiled.Aaron waited patiently for me to sit up in bed before placing the tray gently on my legs. He unconsciously danced from one foot to the other as he watched me i