Sweet Sweet Love novel Chapter 89

In the office of Aron

Aron got up late in the morning and rushed to the company in a hurry. Now he was a little hungry after eating a few mouthfuls of breakfast. His eyes touched the breakfast on the office desk.

Hesitating for a while, he opened the food box and poured himself a half bowl of porridge with a spoon and a pair of chopsticks. The porridge in the bowl was still steaming. The gentle steam sprinkled on his face. Aron took a spoon of porridge into his mouth.

It tasted not bad so he put it down quickly.

Aron sighed. Why did she have to be so stubborn? If Sunny had no relationship with his father, she didn't need to be too nervous. He just wanted to calm down for a few days. After all, anyone would be suspicious of this kind of thing.

Aron didn't know the truth. He knew that no one would post a picture on his phone without reason. If someone wanted to frame Sunny, what was his purpose?

Aron glanced at the porridge on the table. It was hard for Sunny to cook for him.

Since Sunny moved into the Gu family's house, she lived on the comfortable life where the servants would prepare the meals for her every day. As Mrs. Gu, she enjoyed herself and didn't cook, either.

Her sister, Yolande, was an diligent cook. She cooked well, though Aron had never had a taste of it.

At the thought of Yolande, Aron flew into a rage. He wondered why Austin loved such a bitch who seduced his father. Was Austin crazy? Austin never detested such a disgusting woman. Aron couldn't understand that.

He pounded the table with his fist and his face darkened. Then he turned to look at the porridge. In a rage, he asked his secretary to come in.

"Mr. Gu, what can I do for you?" said the Secretary, who was professional and respectful.

"Take out this box of porridge and pour it out," said Aron.

The secretary took a look at the porridge and frowned slightly. "Okay, Mr. Gu."

Thesecretary was holding the food box in hand and was ready to leave.

With his body leaning against the chair and eyes slightly closed, Aron recalled all the absurd things happened to himself and felt it very ridiculous.

Her biological father turned out to be such a disgusting person, and even her own brother seemed to have some sort of dubious relationship with Sunny. On that afternoon, he hurriedly returned home and unexpectedly saw Sunny and his brother talking happily.

The more he thought about it, the more disgusted he was with Sunny.

After that, Sunny stood at the door of the apartment of Aron everyday. He went home in the evening and went to work in the morning. The moment Aron saw the red car, he turned around and saw Sunny, standing not far from the apartment with a stubborn look on her face. She was somewhat like her sister in this respect.

With displeasure written all over his face, Aron raised his eyebrows and strode towards Sunny.

"Would you please not come here again?"

Sunny handed him the bad food box and said, "I made Chicken Soup for you. You can eat a little."

"Oh, are you pretending not to hear what I said?"

He raised his eyebrows and put his hands in his trouser pockets. He didn't feel like taking over the hamper.

With tears in her eyes, Sunny fixed her eyes on Aron.

"Honey, when you were away these days, I missed you so much that I couldn't see you every day. I was so sad and upset, so I cooked some of your favorite food and sent it to you."

While she was speaking, tears kept rolling down from her eyes. The more she cried, the more sorrowful she was. Looking at the beautiful woman in front of her, Aron's heart was softened.