I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Without raising his head, Aidan replied indifferently, “I’ve never said I would prohibit you from doing so.”

Leanna gritted her teeth. “President Pearson, I thank you for the water you brought so deliberately. But,

since I’ve already finished taking my medication, you may leave now.”

At that, Aidan stopped typing on his laptop. He then gazed gently at her before turning his attention to

the window. “The view here is good.”

Does this mean this scum of a man is not leaving?!

Before Leanna could retort, Aidan continued, “Didn’t you say I don’t care about you? You can just go to

sleep. I’ll be here to accompany you.” “…I never said that!” “It’s the same to me.” Aidan didn’t care

much about her argument and continued, “Leanna McKinney, I do not wish to be called an

irresponsible man again because of you. Sleep now. Don’t make me repeat the third time.” Looks like

even that scum cares quite a bit about how others look at him, she thought. Since she couldn’t do

anything about this situation anyway, she might as well just let it go, as she didn’t want to waste her

energy in being angry. She then went and lay in bed and turned her back on the man. “President

Pearson, please close the curtains.” Aidan made no remarks. It was after a few seconds of silence was

there the sound of the curtains closing. Lying in the bed, Leanna couldn’t help but revel in this small

‘victory.’ With how dark the room had gotten, she wanted to know just what that man would do, as she

assumed he wouldn’t be sitting here all afternoon in such a condition. However, the room was silent

with no sound of movement for a long time. Since she had taken her medication, she started feeling

sleepy in no time and fell asleep after enjoying the comfort of the pillow against her face. After some

time had passed, Leanna felt slight movements behind her on the bed. Since she was still in a daze,

she paid no mind to that and just habitually turned around and hugged that thing. With how cool that

thing was to the touch, she felt comfortable and tightened her embrace around that thing. … The sun

had almost set when Naomi came back home. She assumed Leanna would be sleeping in her room as

usual when she couldn’t find her in the courtyard. After she placed the rice in the rice cooker, she went

upstairs to call Leanna down for dinner. “Leanna, are you there?” she asked while knocking on the

door.

Leanna rubbed her eyes and answered in a husky voice, “Yeah.”

“It’s time to wake up. We’re having dinner soon.” Naomi paused before she continued, “Has Aidan left

already?” Just as Leanna was about to reply, she suddenly had a feeling that something was wrong.

She noticed the person who was supposed to be on the couch was now in bed with her with his arms

wrapped around her waist. Before she could recover from the shock, Naomi spoke through the door

again. “Leanna?” Without the luxury of time to process what was going on, Leanna replied, “Huh? …

Ah, he probably left. I didn’t notice anything since I was asleep.” Naomi replied, “Alright, then I’ll see

you downstairs.” As soon as Naomi’s footsteps faded, a deep, husky voice came from behind her. “I

see your ability to lie without batting an eye comes naturally to you.” Leanna couldn’t make any retorts

to Aidan’s comment and thought to herself, Whose fault is this anyway?! She then immediately broke

free from Aidan’s arms and sat up. Angry and annoyed, she said, “President Pearson!” Aidan sat up as

well with one of his legs slightly bent. With a hint of weariness in his voice, he asked, “What’s wrong?”

“You…” Leanna was so exasperated by how Aidan acted as though he was in the right. It was only

after some time passed could she continue, “I can report you to the police for this!” Aidan replied, “Just

sleeping in your bed warrants a police report?” “This isn’t about sleeping in my bed! This is about you

sleeping beside me without my consent!”

“The number of times you’ve slept beside me isn’t small either.”

“…We were still married back then. It was still within the law.”

After a moment’s silence, Aidan replied, “Oh, is that so?”

Due to Aidan’s nonchalant attitude, Leanna was suddenly reminded of that night not too long ago and

immediately fell silent. That night was… after the divorce, she thought.

Aidan got up from the bed. “I’m leaving if you’re not calling the police on me.”

This scum seems quite pleased with himself, Leanna thought, as she was unable to make any sort of

retort to the man.

Just when Aidan was about to open the door, Leanna hurriedly said, “Wait!” Since Naomi was cooking

in the kitchen, Aidan would inadvertently meet her if he went down right now. “I’ll go down first. You,

wait for a little bit before going down.” Saying that, she immediately went downstairs without regard for

his answer.

Coincidentally, Wendy had come over with some stuff an

d was talking with Naomi in the courtyard. Leanna quietly sighed in relief while she praised herself for

being smart enough to ask Aidan to stay upstairs for a bit. Otherwise, he would have met Wendy, who

would spread this gossip all throughout the neighborhood.

However, Leanna became speechless to see Aidan coming in from the entrance the moment she came

down. Even if the building’s second floor isn’t that high, is this scum trying to drive me mad with rage?

Wendy was just as shocked as Leanna, as she widened her eyes in surprise upon seeing Aidan.

“Aidan… I mean, President Pearson, why are you here?” She thought calling him on a first-name basis

would be inappropriate here, seeing that Aidan was someone of high status.

Aidan nodded slightly at Wendy. “Hello, Ms. Shaffer.”

Wendy’s surprise reached new heights upon noticing Aidan was wearing slippers. Noticing her

reaction, Naomi whispered, “He is my son.”

“What?!”

Paying no mind to what was going on, Aidan only cast a cold glance at Leanna before returning to his

own room.

Leanna noticed that his shirt became somewhat dirty when the man walked past her. That’s… not my

fault, right? Yes, it’s all his own fault for suddenly coming into my bed. Just thinking about it gives me

the chills.

By the door, Wendy stood frozen for some time, seemingly unable to process just what was going on.