My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I had no idea how much he actually drank as I held onto him while he waddled down from the second floor. When Monique saw me from the counter of the bar, she asked, "Do you need any help?" I shook my head and asked while looking at her, "Has he paid the bill yet?"

Monique rolled her eyes at me as she replied, "Oh, please, my bar will soon become his. Why even bother with the bill, right?"

Hendrix was leaning against me. I did not pay much attention to what she said exactly and nodded hastily before helping Hendrix out of the bar.

It took a lot of effort for me to get him into the car. I took a really long time to calm down. I was completely drenched in sweat, even my clothes were soaked.

I finally understood why there was a saying about pregnant women being fragile. It seemed that doing anything physically taxing was enough to make me feel like I was about to fall apart.

I took a glance at the man beside me. His pair of dark eyes were shut and did not seem as menacingly cold as he usually was. He looked significantly more gentle under the shroud of darkness. His eyes were extremely attractive and well-defined. He truly seemed like he was blessed by the gods. He had the looks and the money. Not to mention, even his body was impressively fit. He truly stood out even amongst the most flawless people.

Just as I was getting lost in my thoughts, he suddenly opened his eyes while my eyes were completely fixated on him. Both our eyes met, making my heart race and I got flustered.

"Whoa!" I was startled as the manly scent that was mixed with the burning scent of alcohol and tobacco engulfed me. He gently bit on the tip of my tongue and it hurt me.

wondered why exactly did Hendrix

was deep and it was suffocating me a little, making my head buzz. He only released me

stunned as I stared at him with a puzzled look. He did not seem so heartless and

"Hendrix-"

to me!" he exclaimed coldly before laying back down on

a

a break, hence I decided to start the car to immediately return to the

not despise

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Even if he never cared for Andrea, he could not bring himself

only further complicate things. Getting a child involved in the squabbles

be best for everyone if I left. At

stopped the car at the entrance of the mansion. I nearly broke down since getting Hendrix up to

brief moment, I got out of the car and approached Hendrix's side of the car. I opened the door and tugged Hendrix's sleeve while

having a hard time falling