My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I nodded. It wasn't like I could do anything else at that moment.

Seeing that, he carried me in his arms and headed to the room at the garden upstairs. He put me on the bed and rested his hand on my belly, "You should go to bed earlier tonight. Tomorrow I'll come with you to the checkup."

I nodded. If he didn't mention it, I had already forgotten about the checkup.

It was already getting late. Hendrix went for a shower while I laid down on the bed with my thoughts racing around. My insecurity was doing harm to our marriage. I couldn't trust him wholeheartedly. For heaven's sake, I couldn't even come to trust myself.

I didn't like myself like that.

"What are you thinking about?" Hendrix asked as he walked out of the bathroom. He was drying his hair with the towel while looking at me, who was in a daze.

I got up and circled my arms around his waist. His body was still wet from the shower.

He wasn't wearing any tops, so I leaned on his bare abs, not saying a word.

Seeing my anomalous, Hendrix threw the bath towel aside and held me in his arms. He let my head rest on his shoulders and said, "Don't bottle too many things up. It will only tire you out!"

I nodded and sorrowfully asked, "Hendrix, can you cut ties with Andrea from now on?"

I paused for a moment to let the words sink in before adding, "She has got parents that love her now. She can do without you. But I can't. I only have you."

on him. One wouldn't know the outcome

at my words, and I couldn't help but smile. Indeed, it seemed beneficial for a woman to act soft and vulnerable in front of a man. Then, I realized that Hendrix's embrace was a little too tight. I was puzzled. He then lifted my chin

"Arianna, this is not you.

I...

mouth twitched as I glared at him, "It's normal for Andrea to be vulnerable. But it's not me when

standard. I couldn't act frail, but he had no problem with Andrea

"You don't need to say such things when you have

to the realization that my trick wasn't effective on Hendrix at all. So I got off of his

enough, some tricks only worked

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got up from the

to go to bed to sleep, so I frowned and said, "I

"Come here," he insisted.

the bed and looked at him, "What's the

pulled me down to the bed, and he took the towel from me, saying lightly, "You're going to damage your hair if you put too much heat on it

"Drying with a towel takes

head started spinning, and I felt a little unwell. "Hendrix, use the hairdryer.

he pulled me in his

I fell asleep without