Love Began with the First Meeting

The rain fell on the glass window, creating a rhythmic melody. As she sat by the dinner table and looked at the birthday cake in front of her, Freya felt her nose ache, and her eyes turned red immediately.

'More than twenty years...' she thought. Her birthday hadn't been celebrated in the last twenty years. Subconsciously, she wanted to forget what this date had meant to her, because she had been too happy on the last birthday she had celebrated. It was a painful memory... It was a night very much like this one, a rainy winter night...

Without saying a word, Manson had grabbed her hand and pulled her outside. She had had no idea about what was going to happen when they had arrived at the log cabin by the seaside. When he opened the door of the log cabin, she saw that a few small spot lamps had been placed appropriately to look like the shape of a heart. The candlelights had been extinguished by the rain and the wind. The scene in front of her had looked somewhat comical at the time. Nevertheless, she had been moved by his actions.

He had sung the birthday song for her; he had stared at her with his burning eyes... That night, she had been so happy that she got slightly drunk, and he had forgotten himself as he was over the rainbow with joy. On the chilly wooden floor, she had laid down for the first time, for him.

"Freya, you look so beautiful..."

When those words from him came to her mind, Freya's eyes turned teary. Although more than twenty years had passed since that night, she still remembered everything that had happened very clearly. Even the tiny details were imprinted in her heart. Every kiss, every stroke...

The notch in her heart was torn by those painful memories. As she thought about everything that had happened after that dreamy night, a weird smile appeared on her face, which was chilly and horrifying.

"Aunt Freya?" Ximena called her. Frowning slightly, she looked at Freya, who had a weird expression on her face. Then she looked at Aaron, who looked indifferent as usual. She could not understand why her aunt looked so gloomy instead of being happy on her birthday. Aaron knew that she had remembered what had happened in the past. That was why he didn't want to celebrate Freya's birthday. He didn't want her to face her wounds from the past, and he didn't want Ximena to feel confused either. However, he had to give in and support Ximena's wishes. He had agreed to help her celebrate the birthday in a simple manner. But Freya's memories were brought back as soon as she saw the birthday cake.

"It's nothing. I'm just too happy," Freya said as soon as she came to herself. She looked at Ximena with a forced smile. "I didn't ever think that I would be able to celebrate my birthday once again with my relative after so many years. I'm just too happy." Ximena chuckled. "It's fine. I'm glad that you're happy," she said while raising her eyebrows slightly towards Aaron in an arrogant, challenging manner. "Aunt Freya, make a wish!"

Freya looked at Ximena and then turned back to look at the flaming candles on the birthday cake. Closing her eyes slowly, she wished, 'I hope that the past disappears from Ximena's life thoroughly. Nothing should ever come in her way! I wish it never existed!' She opened her eyes and blew out the candles in one breath. At the same time, she felt her heart tighten.

After the simple and "happy" birthday party, Ximena invited Freya to stay at the manor for the night, but Freya refused by saying that she was not accustomed to it. Finally, Aaron asked Ken to drive her back to her apartment.

When Ximena walked out of the bathroom after taking her shower, she saw Aaron sitting on the bed, reading some document. He was frowning slightly, which seldom happened while he worked. She sat down by his side, encircling her arm in his. Ignoring her wet hair, she placed her head against Aaron's expensive shirt. "Aaron, thank you," she said from her bottom of her heart.

Aaron was stuck in a daze for a moment. He turned his head to look at Ximena. Her face looked delicate without any make-up. With a faint smile on his face, he asked, "For what?"

"Thank you for what you have done for me and my aunt," Ximena answered seriously. She raised her head to slightly look upwards at him. When her bright eyes met Aaron's deep ones, she continued, "I'm trying my best, and I know that you're trying your best too. If we both try harder, then maybe... everything will be fine."

Aaron's eyes froze on her. In an instant, his fingers loosened and the document in his hands felt to the ground. Aggressive kisses and joyful groans became the only melody of the night.

It was still raining outside. Ximena was sleeping like a log inside the quilt. A trace of their love was left on her bare shoulder.

Aaron put on his night robe and turned on the light at the head of the bed. In the dim light, he continued reading the documents. The document was about test tube babies.

When he finished reading it, his face was grim. If they tried to make a test tube baby, Ximena's body might get severely hurt and her health might be greatly affected. That was not something he wanted, even though he was eager to have a child between the two of them, so that their hearts would be connected completely. The night passed as the heavy rain continued to lash the island.

The overcast and the rainy weather made the morning of the next day come a little later than usual.

Aaron was watching the international news report as he drank his cup of coffee. Recently, the majority of the international news channels covered news of Eric, the new power holder of the Dragon Island. The change in the power holder and the gather of the political power in the Dragon Island had drawn the attention of the whole world. Eric and Brian had done a splendid job! Aaron could not help but cheer for them.

If his guess was correct, the oil development program in Sun Island was just the beginning. Their next step would likely be to bring the four biggest families in Dragon Island under their control.

Because of the current political power of the Dragon Island and the influence of the Dragon Empire Group in the world, many people were longing for this piece of cake. Therefore, it was pressing to nationalize the four biggest families, which had control over more than half of the economic lifeline of the Dragon Island.

"Your Highness," the butler greeted him. "These are today's newspapers." After putting the newspapers on the table in front of Aaron, he said, "Miss Mo hasn't gotten up yet. Would you like the kitchen to serve her breakfast later?"

Aaron frowned slightly and looked at the time in his watch. He was surprised. It was already half an hour later than the time Ximena usually got up. "I'm going to take a look. Tell the kitchen to prepare the breakfast," he ordered. He stood up and walked towards Ximena's bedroom.

As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he knew that there was something wrong with Ximena's breathing; it was somewhat heavy and unsteady. He quickly strode towards her and sat down by the side of her bed. He saw that Ximena had difficulty breathing and her closed eyes quivered slightly. She looked uncomfortable.

"Ximena, Ximena..." Aaron called her name in a soft voice, but Ximena didn't react to his voice at all. Frowning, he stretched his hand to touch her face. Feeling her temperature, his brows knitted.

He called his doctor immediately and the latter arrived at the manor very soon. After doing a general checkup on Ximena, the doctor diagnosed that she had caught a cold and had a low fever because of some malignant virus. He prescribed an intravenous infusion and corresponding medicines for her. After making sufficient arrangements, the doctor left.

At that same time, all the video devices of QY Island, including public LED screens, televisions, computers and cellphones, were attacked by an unknown hacker. Everyone's attention was drawn to the long report which had appeared on the screens. They were confused, but also curious about the report. They could not help but read it. And in the end, the whole of QY Island was flooded in public discussions about the content of the report.