My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Okay."

I hung up the call, but I didn't want to go back to the villa. So, I took a taxi to Bronzy Condo.

I was out of sorts. Once I arrived at the Bronzy Condo, I turned off my cell phone, locked the door, wrapped myself in the blanket, and I fell asleep quickly.

But because of the headache, I was only halfasleep. I was fully awakened by the sudden loud banging at the front door.

When I walked out of the bedroom, the front door had already been broken. Hendrix was standing by the door with furrowed brows.

His face was dark when he saw me, and he asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you answer the phone? Why are you here?"

I rubbed my temples and replied to him indifferently, "I turned off my phone. And fix the door, please." Then, I returned to the bedroom, planning to go back to sleep. Yet, lying on the bed, I was no longer sleepy. I stared blankly at the ceiling.

Hendrix came in and saw that I was deep in my own thoughts with my eyes wide open. He pulled me up from the bed and commanded, "Get up to eat something." "I'm not hungry," I really wasn't. I didn't feel hungry.

He knitted his brows and lowered his voice. "Why did you suddenly come to the Bronzy Condo?"

"Just because."

raised his voice. "I understand your tantrums, but at least you have to let

was a little hoarse, and I could

unreasonable and ungrateful by

asked, "Hendrix, have you ever

be sad since the miscarriage

scowled at the question. "It's in the

just asking." Then, I mumbled under my breath to

the back of my hand so hard that it hurt.

hurt again. I didn't want to talk about it anymore, so I leaned my head on his chest and

he was angry, but I closed my eyes to rest, ignoring him. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

his phone rang. I straightened my posture to leave his embrace. But I was pulled back into his arms

Hendrix put the call on the

to pick me up at the airport?" Andrea's

her indifferently, "I'm busy at work tomorrow. I'll get Austin to pick