Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 932

With these thoughts in his mind, Aaron felt anger building up inside his chest. Slowly, he stood up and walked to Ximena's bed. Sitting by the side of the bed, he stretched his slender hands and placed them around Ximena's neck. All he could see was red, and with a deep breath, he started exerting force into his hands, wrapping it around Ximena's neck, choking her.

Ximena's face turned blue. By instinct, she struggled, but she could not wake up.

With cold, unfeeling eyes, Aaron looked at Ximena, who was writhing but could not defend herself, like a god would do down at human beings.

He didn't lose his mind. He could feel the force of his hands. He was sure that the woman would be killed by him as long as he held on for a few more seconds. Nobody was there to stop him. At that moment, Ximena was his toy, and as a toy, Ximena would only die when he said she could die.

The seconds were ticking by, and Ximena only had a few moments to live. A slight hoarse sound came out of her throat. Her struggles increased but they were feeble. Her breaths were becoming weak. It was not until then did Aaron release his grip on her neck slowly. The doctor was standing by the door of the room, shocked by what he was seeing. Sensing his presence, Aaron looked up and cast him a deathly glace. The atmosphere of death and murder was filled the air.

"Rescue her," Aaron said without any emotion. The doctor held his breath, frightened at what Aaron might do. While he was frozen in his place, Aaron slowly approached the door and exited, his steps heavy but silent, and his aura dangerous.

The sound of hurried footsteps of the medical care givers came through from the corridor. However, Aaron didn't care about that. Without any reaction to all of this, he left the hospital, as if nothing had happened.

Ken was waiting for Aaron outside the hospital. When he finally saw him exit the building, Ken became curious. There was no emotion on Aaron's face, as compared to the worry it had had when they had been on their way to the hospital. Eager to know what happened, Ken tried to take a peek at the hospital but since he was outside, he could not find anything.

"Go back to the company," Aaron ordered in a peaceful voice after he got on the car. His sharp eyes were overcast with cruel haze.

"Yes, Your Highness," Ken answered. He took a glance at the back seat from the rearview mirror and then started the car, heading to the building of the Leng's Corporations.

As soon as Aaron finished dealing with a heap of documents, he received a phone call from Zoey.

"Dear brother, how could you leave me alone in the hospital?!" she complained on the phone in an aggrieved, clingy voice.

Hearing her complaint, Aaron frowned. His mood got worse, and his restraint finally snapped. "Zoey Song, I'm not your guardian. If you want to be treated as a baby, go to your dad. Don't bother me," he said coldly. He hung up the phone as soon as he finished saying that. His handsome face became contorted with anger. It seemed like everyone was challenging his limit today.

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Ximena was having endless nightmares. Somebody was dipping her head into the water, preventing her from floating up and getting air. Her throat hurt so badly that she could not even swallow her own saliva. Her eyelids were very heavy, as if they were filled with lead. She tried her best to open her eyes and to move her own body but her efforts were in vain. There was nothing she could do. She couldn't move.

After several attempts, she finally was able to open her eyes. At the same time, the bright lights irritated them. It took her quite a while to adapt to the brightness and refrain from shedding tears, something she thought was because of the lights, but then quickly realized that it must be because of something else.

'Where am I?' she asked herself. Looking around, she couldn't figure out the answer, mainly because her mind was still clouded and her focus still wasn't a hundred percent.

Slowly, her muddled brain got itself together and she realized that she was in a hospital room. The smell of the disinfectants and fresh linens reinforced her conclusion. 'How did I get here?' she thought to herself. 'Who sent me here? Aaron?'

As his name came to her mind, she could not help but laugh at herself. It was impossible that she had been sent to the hospital by him, mainly because she was sure that he was enjoying himself in another woman's bed.