It once posted about 9,000 words on the "April Day" website, but it was not signed, and now it is officially released in Zongheng!

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The time is already showing 10 p.m., but the city streets still look crowded. The lights of passing vehicles illuminate the streets, making the night sky glow. 2

Aiden sat by the window of the presidential suite, observing the hustle and bustle of the city, not his quiet room. Occasionally, his hands would be raised to comb through his short wet hair.

His eyes were fixed on the beautiful city streetscape, but unfortunately, the beauty made his eyes numb and his vision blurred.

He closed his eyes, and his memory went back to that day a year ago.

On that day, fate not only robbed him of his eyesight, but also paralyzed his legs. On that day, fate changed his life.

But what does fate mean? Aiden doesn't believe in fate, because it's not fate that determines the trajectory of his life, it's himself. He made the impossible possible, even when it came to fighting fate.

Eight months after the accident, Aiden is back. For several months, he continued to run under the guidance of an intensive physical therapist, which allowed him to bounce his legs and walk normally, and his vision began to slowly recover, although the bright light still disturbed his eyes and blurred his vision.

No one knew that his eyes were slowly healing, and he didn't plan to let people know until his vision was completely restored to its original state.

He was immersed in memories of the past when suddenly a voice woke him up from his deep muse. The door to his room slowly opened, and two waiters entered the room with a woman in their arms. The woman looked drunk, completely unaware that the two waiters had taken her to Aiden's bedside.

A waiter raised his index finger to his mouth and motioned for his partner to remain silent. Aiden smiled when he saw the gestures of the two waiters, who thought he was blind and couldn't see what they were doing...... The corners of his mouth were not a kind smile, but a very terrible smile.

"Who's there?" Aiden roared under his breath.

The roar caused the two waiters to gasp. The two were so frightened that they didn't even have time to think, and fled the room directly.

Aiden was angry, got up from his chair, and walked over to the woman who remained in his room, his jaw tense. Who would dare to enter his room without permission?

In the dim light of the room, Aiden could see the woman's face flushed and the smell of alcohol all over her body. Squirming on the bed, his lips slightly open, let out a soft moan.

Aiden frowned at this. He turned, ready to call his assistant and ask him to come and chase away the strangers in the room. But just as he was about to leave, the woman suddenly grabbed his hand.

"Hug me......" the woman called softly.

Knowing this, Aiden saw the woman's face clearly. His eyes widened slightly when he realized who the woman in his room was.

He immediately sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to gently caress the woman's face. Compared to his very gentle movements, the question from his mouth was so cold that it made people shudder: "Anya, who did this?"

It's a pity that Anya was completely unconscious at this time, and she couldn't hear what Aiden was asking. Her heart was beating so fast that her whole body seemed to be burning.

Anya only felt a cold hand caressing her face, making her feel a little comfortable. Then, as if in search of comfort, Anya reached out and hugged Aiden, leaning on top of him.

Her head hung weakly on Aiden's shoulder, and her burning breath seemed to caress Aiden's neck, making the man's whole body stiff

Someone deliberately sent the woman to Aiden's room.

Who did it? What is the purpose?

Anya's breath became more and more rapid, and she seemed a little out of breath.

Aiden gently cupped her chin and raised her head slightly, forcing Anya to meet his gaze. Her long black hair was scattered, but it didn't affect her beauty in the slightest.

Their eyes met, as if they were entangled, and they could no longer take their eyes off each other. Anya took the initiative to hook Aiden's neck and kissed him on the lips. Aiden was speechless in shock, not knowing how to react.

Anya's scent filled his sense of smell. The fragrance was soft, fragrant but intense, so that Aiden could no longer control himself, and began to kiss Anya, this kiss was very gentle, caressing Anya's skin like flower petals.

The temperature in the room was getting hotter, and they fell into a night of passion.