My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 164

Hendrix looked up at me in a daze and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

I nodded and sighed. He must have drunk more than his usual intake. I wanted to pour him a glass of water, but he stopped me from getting up.

He pulled me down to sit on his lap and narrowed his eyes as he asked, "Where are you going?"

"To pour you a glass of water," I answered. He was acting like a child.

He nodded, "I'll go with you!" He tried to stand up, but he lost his balance and sat back down.

"Just be good and stay here, I will bring it to you," I could only coax him. He was already so drunk, yet he still wanted to go with me.

I got up and poured him a glass of water, but he didn't take the glass from me, his arms draped lazily beside him. I couldn't help but sigh at the sight of him like that. Then I raised the glass towards him and said, "Open your mouth."

"Arianna," he squinted at me.

He stopped talking as soon as I started feeding him the water. I wanted to take off his shirt, but he held onto me and said, "Don't move."

bed!" I said as I checked the time at the

he stood up, "Alright, I'll head home then. It's

I was dumbfounded.

how much did

the bed, and I held his face in my hands, "Hendrix, you are at home. Take a good

look at me. His gaze softened, and he raised

that he had

home!" I helped him up. I planned to take him around the house before coming back to the bedroom. However,

bedroom. The big sandalwood bed in the bedroom was replaced

a baby crib

remodeled it into a walk-in wardrobe, making

room earlier. I didn't notice the

with a

room's

master bedroom, Hendrix passed out

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