Chapter 35

Aaron's heart ached as he watched Arina dissolve into tears, her sobs echoing in the car. Without hesitation, he handed her a tissue, his own frustration simmering beneath the surface. "Don't cry," he urged softly, though his hands clenched the steering wheel in anger.

"He is..." Arina's voice wavered as she struggled to find the words, her tears flowing freely now.

"I heard everything," Aaron interrupted, his voice laced with anger. "I know he's not a good person."

Arina pleaded with him through her tears, but Aaron's mind was already made up. "You're coming with me, to New York," he declared, determination driving his actions as he accelerated the car.

Once they reached their house, Arina's anxiety flared. "What are we going to tell Daddy?" she asked, her voice trembling.

"You don't need to tell him anything," Aaron replied firmly, cutting off her protests. "It's my turn to talk to him."

Leading Arina inside, Aaron offered her comfort, his arms enveloping her in a protective e