My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Knowing that he did not want to see me, I sighed before approaching him as I exclaimed, "Hendrix, you had way too much to drink. Let's go home!"

He squinted his eyes slightly before cracking a grin and spoke in a mocking tone, "Home?" He sounded very dissatisfied as he continued, "Is that even a home?"

I frowned. Since I was pregnant, I was more prone to being agitated. If this was any normal day, I would have just rolled with the punches. At this moment, however, I replied in quite a hostile tone, "If that's not a home, then what is? If you don't want to see me, Hendrix, I will give Andrea a call and have her come over to pick you up. Monique still has a business to run. You may not be short in money as a big boss, but don't get in the way of her business!" My wrist was suddenly grabbed by him. Everything seemed to happen in an instant as he pulled me onto his lap while hugging my waist with both arms. He then gently reached into my collar with his crude fingers as he spoke in a sarcastic tone, "Anywhere with you around isn't home. It's more like a... motel!"

He grabbed me violently with his palms the instant he was done saying that.

I grimaced from the pain while waves of anger rose in my heart as I flung his hand away before furiously staring at him. "Since it's a motel to you, then don't bother returning ever again. Have the divorce agreement signed and well no longer have anything to do with each other ever again!"

"Hiss!" Out of nowhere, he bit down on my shoulder. I nearly teared up from the pain.

"What's the matter? You got the money, the house, and the shares. Then, now you're ready to leave me and go as far away as possible?" He held onto me tightly while he grinned coldly. "Arianna, is your love only worth this little? Now you're ready to withdraw all of your love?"

from how he was behaving, he was definitely drunk. My head was hurting a little as I wondered

face and spoke in a much gentler tone, "It's getting late, Hendrix. Come home with

remained silent as he closed his eyes and leaned against the couch behind him. However, he still did not let go of

"If you don't want to return home with me, I'll

likely wanted to stay with Andrea. Leaving him alone here would only get in the way of Monique's business, hence I decided to fish my phone out of my bag and was about

before I could make that call,

hear my phone being thrown and

I was really close to breaking down. "What on Earth are you

anyone else to pick you up. Do you

before carrying me in his arms

he was to accidentally drop me, it

to be too hostile towards him. All I could do was say, "You're drunk, Hendrix. Just put me down

of black eyes. He spoke in a very peculiar tone, "Did you do