After a while, I felt my anger fade. I saw him smiling at me as he asked, "Have you cooled down?"
I nodded at him. For a moment, I felt a little embarrassed and tried to explain myself, "Just now..."
He smiled, "I know. Is it about Aaron and Miss Henry?"
I nodded. "If he messes this up, he'd never meet a woman like Yana again! He doesn't know how to appreciate what's right in front of him and maintains this celibacy nonsense, he's such a little sh*t!"
He reached out and pulled me aside to rest on a chair, gently asking, "Are you angry because of Aaron's lack of appreciation, or because of his obsession over you?"
I was stunned. I looked up into his deep gaze, at a temporary loss of words.
It took me a long time to find my voice again. I said, "What he feels towards me isn't romance, but it's love from a brother to his sister. It's just that he hasn't realized it for himself yet."
I was very clear of how well Aaron treats me. He had always prioritized me all these years. In the eyes of outsiders, this may have appeared to be romantic love even though it wasn't.
As someone who had personally experienced what romance was, how could I not know what Aaron's true feelings were towards me? We had known each other since we were young, we'd gone through plenty of hardships together, and kept each other company for years. How would I not be able to differentiate between familial love and romantic love?
We all felt lonely on the inside. Grandma was gone, and so was Monique. During our years of youth, the only one who we could rely on was each other.
If he had truly fallen in love with me romantically, judging by his character, he would've forced me into a relationship a long time ago.
Hendrix looked at me in silence for a long time.
From a man's perspective, I could understand his feelings and knew what he was worried about. I said, "I'm angry because he doesn't understand his true feelings. I'm worried that he would only realize his mistake the day he loses the most important person in his life. He has no self-awareness at all."
He nestled his head into me and said in a muted voice, "What can you do then?" "If Uncle Charles finds out about this, he might let Yana join the Reid family!" Aaron still respected Uncle Charles; perhaps we could use this to help with the situation.
He looked at me with his deep gaze and said, "Do you know about Yana's past, and have you looked into her background?"
I frowned, a little confused. "Even if Yana comes from a humble background, Uncle Charles isn't someone who prioritizes family status. Otherwise, he would not have acknowledged me publicly nor let me join the Reid family."
He raised his eyebrows. "Charles doesn't care about a woman's birth status, but he does care about a woman's past. Your background has always been clean; you're the Roberts Group's daughter-in-law, the Moore family's daughter, and you've even graduated from college. All these things might have helped Charles to accept you, but it might not be the case for Yana."
I frowned and said, "Even if Yana didn't receive higher education or come from a rich family, she is elegant and carries herself well. This is enough to catch Uncle Charles' eye."
He lightly smiled and held me closer. With a somewhat resigned tone, he said, "Arianna, nothing is as simple as we think it to be."
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