My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I didn't say anything. I felt a little dizzy, my lower abdomen hurt, and blood kept gushing out from my lower body. And everything pointed to the fact that we might lose our child. How should I put it? I felt pain, but it wasn't from my lower abdomen. It was from my heart.

It was as if something was stuck in my throat, suffocating me.

Hendrix got out of bed and hit the chaise longue that was by the bed. Perhaps his legs were weak.

I didn't say a word but just looked at him emotionlessly.

He found his phone and swiped the screen with his shaking fingers. After some time, he finally made the call.

When someone picked up the call at the other end, Hendrix rushed his words, trembling, "She's bleeding. I need an ambulance. There's so much blood." Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He then hung up the phone, stumbled into the bathroom, and came out with a towel in his hand.

He walked near the bedside and kneeled, trying to clean the blood. But it was useless. I wouldn't stop bleeding.

I looked at him calmly, and my gaze was slowly getting unfocused.

do. I saw all those emotions shown in his eyes, but I didn't feel anything for

the bleeding, he took out a set of clothes from the wardrobe and helped me put them on. He picked me up from the bed. I could feel that

siren from the front yard.

me on the stretcher and looked at me with conflicted emotions. I closed my eyes. I didn't want to

the villa to the hospital. I was even in a clear state of mind when I was in the operating room. The process actually didn't take long, and it wasn't

was getting wider no matter whether we could keep

eyes and rest if you're sleepy. We'll try our best

and closed

still awake when I was pushed out of the operating room. Hendrix was waiting at the

doctor, he came forth to ask, "Is she all

alright. Mr. Roberts, you need to control your urges. Mrs. Roberts has polycystic ovary syndrome, and the probability o conceiving a baby is

nodded. It had only been a few hours, but he seemed to have aged

into the ward. I was exhausted, so I fell

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eyes, a nurse was changing my IV fluids. I

She paused for a bit before answering me, "It's Mr. Roberts and Miss Burton. Miss Burton wanted to come in and see you, but Mr. Roberts didn't allow