Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 892

Lying on her side of the soft bed, Ximena placed both her hands under her cheek. Her weak and glazed eyes blinked lightly. Something entrenched in her mind and she could not concentrate.

Sighing slightly, she gave up thinking. Instead, she closed her eyes and forced herself to fall asleep. However, as soon as she closed her eyes, Aaron's sight during that stalemate against her came to her mind. It looked so vivid. The experience haunted her and the thought of it sent shivers down her spine.

"Gosh!"

She gasped as she was almost mad. She wondered why she kept on thinking about Aaron every day instead of James. Not able to believe herself, she didn't know how this happened.

All of a sudden, she opened her eyes. Like a bear with a sore head, she looked up with her eyes wide open, but her gaze fell on the bathroom! What Aaron and she had done in the bathroom that day came to her mind all at once.

"Ah—"

annoyed, Ximena screamed. Then she closed her eyes again, trying her best to prevent herself from thinking of anything.

After a while, it seemed that she succeeded. Due to both physical and mental fatigue, her head became turbid and her thoughts stopped gradually. She had fallen asleep and slumbered into a dream.

In her dream, somebody held her into his arms softly and kept mumbling some words by the side of her ears. That man seemed to have a heavy heart, which made him unprecedentedly confused, hesitant and uneasy. His words sounded soft yet hesitant. He was not sure what to do. He kept mumbling to her ears.

A teardrop spilled over her closed eyes and slid along her face down on the pillow, spreading on the pillowcase immediately. Gradually, Ximena curled herself up feeling cold without a quilt to cover her. She was confused about whether the cold was due to the atmosphere inside the room or was caused by the sadness deep in her heart. Her mind returned back to more than a dozen years ago when she had been fighting against stray dogs and stray cats for food in the dark alleys.

Shivering as tears continued to fall down her eyes, Ximena hugged herself and sobbed all her nightmares away.

In the night, it was quiet in the hospital subordinate to the Leng's Corporations. It was dark everywhere except for the safety light and the dim light at the nurse station.

"Ding!"

The sound of the elevator sounded especially loud in the empty corridor. The door of the elevator opened slowly, revealing Aaron's cold face, which did not show any emotion.

He raised his eyes slowly to look ahead. After taking a pause for a moment, he got out of the elevator and walked towards the VIP wards in steady steps.

His shoes skidded on the floor, creating a rhythmic sound, which would not stop until he stopped his footsteps. Reaching the room, he stood in front of the door. Looking at the closed door in front of him, Aaron's mind was battling his heart whether to go in or not. Meanwhile, his sharp eyes became deep and bottomless, as if they were mixed together with the dark night. He was still hesitant and was not sure whether it was right for him to come here.

Finally, he stretched one of his hands and rotated the doorknob gently. Every move seemed heavy. As soon as he opened the door, the rhythmic sound of medical instruments inside the room came to his ears. Wall lamps gave out dim light, in which the skin of the person in the sickbed looked even gloomier.