Aaron stops abruptly with his red eyes, and he clutches his hair as if he were trying to deal with his grief.
His man looks at him with fear...
After a long time, he asks cautiously, "Mr. Wilson, now... shall we take off?"
"Take off," Aaron croaks, struggling to cope with the pain in his heart, "go to the place where the plane went down."
Wherever she is, he will find her.
He does not believe that she will die.
He is unwilling to accept the fact.
Maybe she's still alive.
Maybe she's still waiting for him to save her.
At the moment...
He has to be strong. He has to come to his senses.
When Aaron thinks about this, his eyes grow a little deeper.
He grits his teeth and says, "Now! Take off now!"
Seeing Aaron's fierce and terrible eyes, his man is shocked and hurriedly answers, "Yes! Yes! I'll arrange it!"
As the cabin closes, the private plane drifts off the ground.
Sitting in the plane, Aaron's in an unspeakably depressed and painful mood.
