My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"No!" I quickly denied it. I looked up at him and said, "Didn't you want me to sign the divorce agreement? Now that I have signed it, you and Andrea can finally get together. Wasn't that what you always wished for?"

"Very well!" His smile gradually grew colder as his hands tightened around my waist. He smirked maliciously. "Arianna, you know that I hate people who make their own decisions. Do you really think you'll be able to get away easily after what you did to my child?"

"Weren't you the one who didn't want the child?" I frowned as I couldn't figure out what he was thinking. "Andrea threatened me with her death. I'd rather do it myself than wait for you guys to force me to do so! The air somehow froze. Hendrix narrowed his eyes, showing a dangerous look. I had a feeling that the man standing in front of me was like a fierce and angered leopard. If I was not careful, I would be bitten in the neck and torn into pieces.

"You think you're smart, right?"

I didn't understand what he meant, but I knew it wasn't a compliment.

"Arianna, stop being a smart*ss. It doesn't matter anymore since the child is gone. We can just have another one!"

of his words. If someone else's husband said something like that, his intention would be to comfort his distressed wife. With Hendrix,

not leaving?" He turned around and asked indifferently,

didn't know what to do. I trotted after

as I entered the courtyard, a waitress wearing a peach-red dress came out and greeted Hendrix with a smile. "This way please,

she led Hendrix and me into a room. As soon as I

the waitress left. Hendrix walked over to the chair next to them and sat down. His gaze was nonchalant as he said, "Why haven't you ordered

while to be done!" After that,

for a moment before

you lost, but you made

myself, "The scenery here is good. I'll go out for

words were directed at