All Chapters of CEO's Darkest Secret: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Aron POV "Aron, did you create all of this? I had no idea you were such a talented painter." As she looked at all the paintings, Jerry was taken aback. "I was also unaware of my hidden talent, but Sara made it possible for me to identify it." I peered at my freshly painted canvas. "I must say you made excellent paintings. Tell me what went through your mind while you painted these pictures." She gave me a curious glance. "Jerry, every painting I create captures both the wonderful and tragic parts of my life. If you look closely at this picture, you will discover that the unhappy Christmas night in my life served as the inspiration for this artwork." I took a quick look at the painting, which shows a teenage boy peeking out of his room window, watching his neighbors celebrate Christmas. "This painting, Jerry, reflects my past trauma with darkness. Do you remember the day you closed me in while I was trying to find a light?" I looked up at her face. She gave me a nod, then turned

Aron POV "Where are you, Sara?" I raked my finger through my hair. Why is God testing me so much? Every time he gives me optimism that I might find Sara this time, he dashes my hopes. "When did she leave this place?" I spoke with my mother. "She didn't even inform me that she was leaving this residence two days ago." Mom's voice expressed her anguish over Sara's departure quite plainly. "Were you aware of her whereabouts?" As I stared at her, I gave her a hopeful expression. "No, she gave me no information at all. She gave me no information about you. Could you at least tell me how you knew her?" She questioned me. "She's my wife." I exhaled deeply to let out my dissatisfaction with the situation. "What? How could she have kept from me such a major truth?" Mom appeared surprised to learn the truth. "The reason she didn't tell you about this is because I divorced her a few months ago; she didn't tell you about it." I don't want my mom to be frustrated with Sara for hiding the

Aron POV "No, he can't lie to me. I don't think he will cheat me in this way." When I told Sara about Neil, she refused to believe me. In the absence of evidence, I can not make her believe in me. He played very shrewdly, using everything against me to put on a good face for her. I'm considering disclosing his mafia ties and role in drug trafficking, but he's already shown her a video in which I threatened him. I will thus have to quietly observe his devious actions until I learn why he wants to marry Sara. He never loved Sara and also had an affair with that blonde woman, so I don't understand exactly what's going on here. I have to first quiet my thoughts to think clearly since my mind gets confused. I excused myself and walked towards the garden. I had a lot of things to share with Sara, but she was eager to chat with Jerry and my mother, so I left them to talk to her and went around this enormous villa. This villa cost billions, and now Sara Grace has also become a billionaire

Aron POV "Sara.." As he pulled the trigger at her, I screamed out of my lungs. "Uppss. It was empty." His sinister laugh echoed in the room. "Do you believe I'm foolish? Your hand's purpose is to hold a pen, not a gun." He grabbed her tightly and threatened her. "Leave me. I have already signed the papers, so please allow us to leave." She implored him to let us all go. "No way; if I allow them to go, they will use their influence and power to kill me. The moment you gave this bastard your virginity, I felt compelled to take your life." Angrily, he slapped her face. I couldn't even shield her from that monster, which made me feel incredibly powerless at the time. I had to close my eyes due to excruciating shoulder agony, but I willed myself not to pass out. I never imagined that our tale would come to such a traumatic conclusion. After returning from this villa, I planned a grand wedding, but Neil failed to meet all my expectations. Seeing him loom over her like a ravenous wolf

Aron POV "Aaron, I want to tell you something." She raised her head from my shoulder and looked into my eyes. She looked so worried and scared. I fully understand that the rain traumatized her. Her body was still shivering from fear, so to calm her down, I kissed her lips before listening to her. Even though we share a home and see each other frequently, I still feel a sense of distance from her. I miss her warmth and cozy presence, and I have trouble sleeping at night. I used to mistakenly put my arms around my dad, thinking he was Sara. He made fun of me for spending the night with him in front of my mother and Jerry. Fearing my dad's mockery, I began to sleep in the other room. Jerry enjoys teasing me a lot. Jerry kept interrupting us whenever I tried to approach Sara or have a conversation with her. She added that until we get married, we must learn to control our feelings. But it's not the way she thinks. Not only am I craving Sara's body now, but I am also craving her soul.