My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"So, you took it for granted?" he sneered as he spoke. If I weren't lying on the hospital bed, he would undoubtedly have torn me apart. "Arianna, listen to me carefully. This is my child, you'd better take good care of it!"

It was my first time seeing Hendrix behaving so. He seemed extremely furious, yet delighted at the same time.

I couldn't speak. Based on his tone, the child should be fine.

Soon after, a doctor came in and explained my condition. He turned to Hendrix awkwardly and said, "This is a very delicate stage of her pregnancy. Do try to keep yourself in check next time."

I pursed my lips and looked at Hendrix, who nodded at the doctor with an unfathomable expression on his face.

Fortunately, nothing serious had happened to the baby. I was only bleeding due to the stress I had been under recently.

The doctor continued briefing us on what to watch out for and then left, leaving me with Hendrix in silence.

I knew that he was furious and had no desire to stay in the hospital any longer. Thus, I said to him, "Hendrix, shall we go home?"

continuing, "I haven't had dinner. I'm really hungry now." Then, I pointed to my abdomen and looked at him

he suddenly stood up and asked, "What do you

into a smile. I proceeded to tug at his

make him take me

moment before uttering

became serious as he warned,

and saw that the medicinal drip was almost out. Hence, I pressed the call bell and a nurse

I asked, desperately wishing that I could

replied, "No, Mrs. Roberts. Please

did she know that I was Mrs.

When you were in the

as I processed her words. Was Hendrix anxious for me? Or for the child? "Penny for your thoughts?" Hearing

was clutching a stack of papers

lowered my head to peer into the medicine bag he was carrying. He picked me up in his arms while he answered, "Progesterone. It's prescribed for you to take it at home." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels

free of his embrace. "Hendrix, put me down. I