My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hendrix stiffened at my words. His eyes scanned me, and although I couldn't tell what he was thinking, I knew that he wasn't in the best mood. "Have you thought it through?" he asked.

"Yes," I nodded.

"What do you want from me?" he asked with a calm expression. Too calm. For a moment there, I thought that he was just tolerating my tantrum.

I paused for a while before answering him, "I don't want anything from you. In fact, I don't want me or the baby to have anything to do with you in the future!" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Since I wanted to cut off what was between us, then I should cut it off cleanly.

He narrowed his eyes at me and asked, "Have you ever thought of how you're going to raise the child on your own? Who are you planning to ask for help? Is it Sawyer or Aaron?"

I stared at him in disbelief. "Hendrix, what kind of person do you think I am? Don't judge me by your own standards!"

"What standard do I have?" He leaned towards me and asked, "I've explained about my relationship with Andrea countless times. However, are you not going to tell me about Aaron if I never asked?"

as I didn't

do you mean?" I

come with me to Valerie's birthday party. But later on, you appeared in Pearis Manor

very good at controlling his emotions. He looked at me and continued, "I never asked you about that because I was hoping that you would come to me with an explanation. Actions

wanted to say more, but I couldn't. I started to get

I felt like explaining anything wouldn't make much of

side, but you still can't let her go, can you? Aaron and I are just

said that, and it

you, Valerie, Pedro, Austin, and so many others who care so much for her. But I only have myself. Aaron is the monster in my nightmares, and for that reason alone, he and I will never be

that, Hendrix's face softened a little. He waved

sat down on the bed, my gaze lowered to the ground. Somehow, I felt wronged.

walked towards me. Then, he kneeled beside me and asked,

didn't say anything. He smiled weakly, "I'm sorry for going through the box. Grandpa meant to trap us in this marriage

your husband, and you're my wife. I'll