"Wait," Aaron stopped him. When Ken turned around to face him, he continued, "Fulfill both their wishes one by one." His eyes became dark and distant as he said that. "Put them both in a higher, happy place. So that, when they fall off the edge, one of them will be willing to be the other's crash pad."
Ken looked solemn, but he nodded nevertheless. Then he turned around and left the office silently.
Aaron had lost his appetite. Slowly, he leaned against the sofa and lit a cigarette. He took a slight drag and blew the smoke out. The smoke curled upwards in front of him, making his handsome face look shadowy.
If and when the two of them fell from their happy place someday, Freya would willingly be Ximena's crash pad in order to protect her daughter. But if Ximena found out his intention, he knew that she would probably hate him for the rest of her life.
Nevertheless, for the time being, he could not figure out a better way to make her happy while fulfilling her wish to be with her "Aunt".
The mistakes that had been made by their parents in the past, had jointly resulted in the current situation they were in. It was like an invisible vortex that he had no control over.
Time flew especially fast since Ximena was extremely happy. Summer was left behind soon, followed by autumn. Winter was not too far away now... Sometimes, life changed in the blink of an eye. Only a moment before, Ximena had been miserable because she had been an orphan in the world; but now, she was immersed in pure joy as she spent her days with her blood relative—her own Aunt.
Half a year had passed since Ximena had found her Aunt Freya. During this time, for Ximena's sake, Freya had quit her previous job as a nanny, and also stopped working at the Grand Night Casino after a while. Now, she mainly looked after Ximena at "Only Memory", and cooked lunch for her employees there. Ever since she had joined them, the store had become warmer, just like its name.
Freya had never been to Aaron's manor for her own reasons. Ximena thought that it was because she wasn't accustomed to such a grand house. So she bought for her a two-bedroom apartment near her store. Sometimes, when Aaron was away on business, she would go to the apartment and stay with Freya.
With Freya as her aunt, she felt like she couldn't be any happier. The life which she had been missing since her childhood was now made up for by Freya's existence. Under this circumstance, her relationship with Aaron had undergone a qualitative leap.
However, the progress in their relationship hadn't fully developed because of a certain reason. But such a reason was something neither of them was willing to talk about.
"It is raining outside..." Freya said, her voice filled with emotions as she looked at the haze outside. She turned back to look at Ximena, who was drawing a design sketch. "The temperature is down today. Why didn't you wear more clothes?"
"Aunt Freya, have you forgotten that we make clothes here in this store?" Ximena raised her eyes to look at Freya with a childish expression in her eyes. She smiled and asked, "How could I catch a cold because of a lack of clothes? Besides, I come and go by car. I don't really spend time outside."
Freya sighed and finally agreed with her.
"By the way," Ximena said as she kept her eyes on the sketch, "Aaron has invited you to his manor for dinner tomorrow." She chuckled lightly. "There will be a surprise for you," she added, keeping Freya in the dark.
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