The Mitchells Vs The Machines Aaron Novels & Stories

Miller is here. I stride to the door, flinging it open. Dr. Miller stands on the threshold, medical bag in hand. He takes one look at my face, then past me to Mia’s unconscious form on the bed, and his expression hardens. “Move aside, Aaron,” he commands, his voice low and steady. He doesn't wait for permission, brushing past me and immediately going to work. He sets his bag on the nightstand, pulling out a stethoscope, a small penlight. His movements are efficient, practiced, a stark contrast to my own frantic energy.

I see Aaron didn't have a good expression on his face like he is reluctant to accept Mia as his secretary. "She can find work anywhere else. I don't think she is a good choice for Aaron" Mrs.Patterson said. "Yes, Aunty is right, I will find a job anywhere else." Mia supported Mrs.Patterson. "What nonsense, You are going to join Aaron tomorrow onwards and this is final. Aaron?" Mr.Patterson ordered and looked at Aaron who nodded. It's weird how Mrs.Patterson treats Mia and How Aaron's facial expression changes every time Mia's name is mentioned.

" Aaron comes and interfere in their business Hope smiles evily that aaron shut Merry intentions down. "Bastard." Merry screams inside and abuse ryan. "Are you sure?"ryan asked "Yes, you go." Aaron replied "Okay then merry go with him today and guys now i will take leaves bye-bye." Ryan walks out. Aaron and hope look merry's sad face and enjoy. "I am wait for you in the car, come fast." When merry about to leave, Aaron speaks "Hello miss universe, i am not your driver. Go to your office by self.

another guest countered sharply, moving away from him. Aaron swallowed a massive lump of saliva, heavy sweat forming on his forehead like thick beads under the bright stage lights. Regardless of the extreme terror gripping his heart, he was not willing to yield or surrender to the authorities easily. He had to play tough. “Sir, I honestly do not know what you are talking about,” Aaron lied smoothly into the microphone, his voice shaking slightly. “I have absolutely no intention of killing my uncle, or my ex-wife. You have the wrong person.” He debunked the claim loudly, feeling really scared deep within his soul while desperately trying to act tough before the entire elite crowd.