Love's Change of Heart

Chapter 73

In the meantime, Jethro went downstairs delightfully after he received the money, and a black Rolls- Royce suddenly came to a stop in front of him.

The car door swung open, and Aidan stepped out of the car with a deadpan expression. From the corners of his eyes, he glanced at Jethro with what looked like a storm brewing in his dark eyes.

A shiver ran down Jethro's spine as he stumbled backward a few steps. When he wanted to open his mouth to justify himself, Aidan had already stepped past him and headed into the hotel in big strides.

Following behind him closely, Jonathan made a call and received the accurate location. "President Pearson, the ninth floor."

Without stopping, Aidan went straight for the elevators, but the receptionist hurriedly asked, "What are you guys doing—"

Right then, the hotel manager had dashed over and shook his head at her with all his might.

On the ninth floor, Aidan's men swiftly took care of the two men guarding the door, and he turned to the manager who had come along with them. "Open the door," he instructed coldly.

"Y-Yes."

Without wasting a second, the manager opened the door in a fluster.

In the room, Leanna was slumped on the floor in a seated position next to the bed with a forlorn expression while her clothes were in a mess. The moment the door was opened, she seemed to snap

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When Aidan appeared before her eyes, she was a little stunned, as though she wasn't expecting to see him here.

Standing on the spot, Aidan instructed without even looking back, "Wait at the door."

"Okay," Jonathan answered.

Taking off his jacket, Aidan crouched down in front of her, placed the jacket over her shoulders and reached for the ashtray in her hand, but she didn't release it as she merely kept her eyes fixed on him.

"I'm here. Everything is okay now," he said.

Quietly, Leanna thought, It's not like that. Should I knock him in the head as well using this opportunity?

With a little force, he pried open her fingers and pulled her to her feet from the waist after he tossed it aside.

At the door, Aidan stopped in his tracks and glanced back into the room. "Take care of this."

Jonathan nodded in reply.

All the way from the hotel until the car, Leanna didn't say a word as she rested in his embrace with unreadable thoughts in her mind.

After Aidan placed her into the backseat, he said to the driver. "To the hospital."

Out of reflex reaction, she jerked her head up. "I'm not going!"

Aidan turned to face her, whereupon Leanna realized that her reaction was a little strong. Pulling the clothes tighter around herself, she murmured softly, "Didn't you already say that we're going tomorrow? You can't go back on your words."

For a moment, he was so mad that he had no words to say. Does she think that I came all the way here to bring her to the hospital because of that?

Then, he looked away and replied in an aloof voice, "Whatever."

The most helpless person was the driver seated in the front. In the end, none of them told him where they wanted to go and he didn't have the guts to ask them either when the atmosphere was brewing with tension. So, he made his own judgment and drove toward Castor Villa.

Curled up in a corner, Leanna felt her head getting dizzier with every passing second for some unknown reason, and her body was reacting in a strange way as well.

After a while, she stretched her neck a little and looked out the window. "My house isn't in this direction."

Looking at her from the corners of his eyes, Aidan asked, "Then, where's your house?"

"My house is at…" she began, and lowered her head. "Forget it. I don't have a home. I have nothing at all."

Next to her, Aidan couldn't be bothered with her and the Rolls-Royce stopped at Castor Villa half an hour later. In a flat tone, he ordered, "Get out of the car."

Supporting herself with the car door, Leanna got out slowly and after Aidan had taken a few steps, he turned around and peered at her. "Why are you standing there? Do you want me to carry you?"

If I really have such an outrageous idea, I'll be the first to nip my head off.

Just then, a voice echoed next to them. "Mrs. Pearson, let me help you."

Turning to the source, Leanna saw that the one standing next to her was Aidan's private doctor.

"Thank you."

Barely a few steps later, Leanna felt her limbs turning weak and her vision turned black. When she was about to pass out, the man who was walking in the front suddenly turned back, carried her without a word and headed inside.

She forced her eyes open. "I didn't ask you to carry me—"

"Shut up."

"Okay."

…

On the second floor, after the doctor had examined Leanna, he paced to the door. "Mr. Pearson, Mrs. Pearson is fine, so is the child in her womb. She's just a little shocked, but she'll be alright after resting for a few days."

Aidan took a look at the drowsy Leanna on the bed and asked with a frown, "Why is she acting like that?"

Clearing his throat, the doctor explained, "Judging from her condition, I think she's drugged. In addition…"

"What?"

"There's probably a small amount of aphrodisiac in the drug." Quickly, the doctor added, "But don't worry, Mr. Pearson. The dose is very light. If you're worried that it will affect the baby, you can have a thorough checkup at the hospital tomorrow."

Aidan pursed his lips and answered, "I got it."

"I'm taking my leave, then," the doctor said.

"Okay."

Before leaving, the doctor said in a hushed tone, "Mr. Pearson, it's fine to have intercourse after three months of pregnancy if you just control the strength."

Silently, Aidan closed the door after the doctor left and he strode to the bed with his hands in his pockets.

Staring from above at the woman on the bed, he saw that Leanna still hadn't woken up. Her face, which was a little pale earlier, had an unnatural blush with her cherry-red lips while her eyelashes kept fluttering.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down his throat in small movements before he looked away. His eyes then fell on her wrists which were bound together with cloth strips before, and from the mottled and dried up blood stains, he reckoned that she had struggled very hard.

Turning into the bathroom, he then came out with a hot towel and wiped off the blood stains on her wrists. After that, he used a few band-aids on her wounds.

Without him realizing, Leanna woke up and watched him quietly. After a long while, she uttered, "President Pearson?"

Keeping his head lowered, Aidan barked, "Speak."

She pursed her lips. "Did you give money to Jethro?"

"It's the same if I give it to him or you." He tossed the band-aid wrapper into the bin. "Don't worry, I promised you that we'll settle the debt you owe me between us, and that's including his as well. I won't ask it back from you."

"Why did you give it to him?"

She knew that even for a rogue like Jethro, Aidan could deal with him easily. By right, given his personality and dislike for her, Jethro wouldn't have been able to threaten him.

Aidan cast her a look. "I'm just spending money to buy some peace."

Looking away, Leanna stared at the ceiling and muttered, "Okay. I just didn't think that your peace would cost so much money."

"Well, I also didn't think that you're rather ruthless."

Although she knew what he was speaking about, she merely said casually, "If you have someone you wish to protect, you won't have such thoughts in your mind anymore."

Peering at her belly, he asked, "Protect? So, if I had brought you to the hospital tonight, were you planning to smash my head as well?"

She was quiet, and from her silence, he knew that he had hit the bullseye.