Chapter 489 - Worries Behind
Chapter 489 of "No Trespassing! My Aloof Brother" begins revealing exciting developments: "Hmm!" Ella Turner nodded, falling into contemplation.Meanwhile, in the next room, Aron Hanson had already... Donāt stop now!
"Hmm!" Ella Turner nodded, falling into contemplation.Meanwhile, in the next room, Aron Hanson had already woken up.
As Maya Spencer pushed open the door and walked into the hospital room, she saw Aron Hanson lying on the bed, his face pale, even his lips were pale. His usually profound eyes were now filled with thoughts, making him feel troubled and confused.
Arthur River was involved in kidnapping and shooting, although Aron Hanson could not pursue him for the shot that injured him, the fact that he kidnapped Maya Spencer could not be erased.
However, all this was for Aron Hanson, and he had to worry about him.
Arthur River was three years older than Aron Hanson, and had been helping him for ten years since he was 22.
This year, at the age of 35, Arthur River was finally having a child after seven years of marriage, but now faced the threat of imprisonment, which led Aron Hanson to feel guilty.
If time could be reversed, he would definitely heed Arthur Riverās advice, not harbor any ill intentions towards Ethan Turner, and certainly wouldnāt fall prey to Jane Spencerās trap.
Regarding the matter of him being framed, even though Liam Spencer and Maya Spencer believed he finally withdrew, now thereās simply no evidence to convict Sister Jane Spencer, and the suspect who sprayed drugs inside Ethan Turnerās car is nowhere to be found. Except for Liam Spencer and Maya Spencerās trust, everything else was against him, leaving him in distress and gloom.
It wasnāt until Liam Spencer and Maya Spencer approached the hospital bed that Aron Hanson realized someone was there.
Seeing Liam and Maya Spencer visiting him, Aron Hanson quickly sat up from the bed and asked Maya, "Maya, has your fever gone down?"
Looking at her uncleās forced smile and the worry in his eyes, Maya Spencer sat beside him on the bed, held his hand, and comforted him, "Uncle, Iām fine, and you will be too."
What Maya meant by "fine" was not only Aron Hansonās health but also the case at hand.
Although until now they havenāt had any favorable evidence to prosecute Sister Jane Spencer, Maya believed that justice would prevail, and Sister Jane Spencer would certainly receive the punishment she deserved.
Aron Hanson leaned against the headboard and looked at the sentimental Maya, feeling the warmth of her small hand, somewhat unused to it, his smile a bit awkward.
Both Aron and Maya were relatively cold people, so Maya suddenly holding his hand to comfort him made him a bit embarrassed.
In their three years of association, Mayaās closest gesture toward him was only to hold his arm, and Aron Hansonās care for Maya was merely to rub her head.
Normally, their relationship wasnāt very intimate, so he was slightly surprised at Mayaās change.
When he saw the man standing behind her, everything became clear.
Liam Spencer had given Maya Spencer so much love that he melted this little iceberg and made her increasingly more humane.
Previously, he only knew Liam Spencer liked Maya, but didnāt realize how deeply he loved Maya, even valuing her more than his own life.
Aron Hanson looked at Mayaās gentle gaze, lifted his right hand, and rubbed her head, saying, "Yes, everythingās fine, weāre all fine."
Maya Spencer was not good at expressing herself, and Aron Hanson was equally so when it came to emotions, so the two sitting together didnāt talk much, just exchanged some simple life greetings.
After ten minutes, Maya reminded them to return to her room where the doctor would come to examine her.
Hence, Maya let go of the big hand sheād been holding, smiling and reminding, "Uncle, Iāll go back to my room first, you have a good rest."
At this moment, Maya Spencer looked at Aron Hanson with much pity, feeling sorry for him lying in a hospital without anyone to care for him.
Of course, those irrelevant people he didnāt want to see or deal with, but he was married, had a wife, yet until now, Sister Jane hadnāt even made a phone call. Even if it was acting, she should at least pretend!
Maya Spencer didnāt know yet that news had already been released claiming her death. If she knew, she would certainly think Jane Spencer was hiding abroad celebrating.
In a presidential suite in a luxury hotel in Seattle, it was indeed the case: Jane Spencer had learned of Maya Spencer and Aron Hanson being shot dead, and had been celebrating with red wine in the suite, accompanied by a strange man.
On the big bed in the bedroom, Jane Spencer held an English newspaper in her left hand and a wine glass with two sips remaining in her right hand, her smile radiant.
She initially thought Aron Hanson would be forced to flee for his life, but unexpectedly, both the uncle and the niece were dead, cleanly and thoroughly, not dragging things out at all. She thought to herself, Arthur River really was efficient, no wonder he had been with Aron Hanson for ten years.
This time, the man sleeping beside her woke in a daze as well, opened his eyes, saw Jane Spencer drinking wine, and immediately sat up from the bed, took the wine glass from her hand, and said, "Jane Spencer, drink less wine."
Listening to the manās advice, Jane Spencer laughed and threw the newspaper onto his body, saying, "Both are dead, not a trace of worry left."
"How could Aron Hanson die? That assistant couldnāt have killed him."
"The police shot him, I guess. Thatās really satisfying, bottled up for so many years, finally donāt have to hold back." Jane Spencer stretched lazily, thinking about all these years, always pleasing her grandfather like a lapdog, yet gaining nothing, she was filled with frustration. But thinking that the vast Hanson Clan Group would fall into her hands, she felt so thrilled.
She thought, finally she would know what it felt like to be above everyone.
Then, she lifted her right hand, patted the man beside her, and said, "Nolan Woods, after we go back, letās not meet again to avoid suspicion. Once this matter calms down, itāll be easy to handle."
"Jane Spencer, you wouldnāt want to ditch me after using me, would you?"
"If I wanted to kick you out, Iād have done it early on. Would I be secretly seeing you for so many years?" Jane Spencer laughed flirtatiously, rubbing the manās leg with her foot.
Feeling Jane Spencerās teasing, the manās smile grew increasingly wicked, and with a flip, he pinned her beneath him, calling out, "Wife!"
Nolan Woods was Jane Spencerās high school classmate, a wicked man with exceptionally good looks; unfortunately, his family condition was average, not meeting Jane Spencerās standards for marriage, but the two never broke up. Even after Jane Spencer got married, they were still secretly seeing each other.
Of course, in S City, they rarely met. Jane Spencer kept the affair watertight, with the Spencers being completely unaware, and Jane Spencer would have the man take an earlier flight before each business trip to wait for her at the hotel, then theyād spend their time together.