My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After the tests, Hendrix consulted with the doctor about the pregnancy while I sat in the corridor absent-mindedly.

I didn't know what the doctor had told Hendrix, but he had been in a foul mood after we got out of the hospital. He frowned slightly at me and asked. "Arianna, do you have something to tell me?"

I chuckled and quipped, "What did the doctor tell you? Did she tell you that the baby isn't yours?"

Hendrix wasn't in the mood to take a joke.

"Stop talking nonsense!" He sounded worried but powerless. "You need to tell me if something is bothering you."

I walked towards the parking lot and flatly said, "I don't want you to meet up with Andrea. Not even giving her a glance or saying a word to her."

After that, I turned back and looked at him. "Can you do that?"

He remained at the same spot, smiling. "Isn't this an unconscionable contract?"

I nodded and stared at him stubbornly. "Every time you meet up with Andrea or talk to her, I won't talk to you for a week. If you can't stay away from her, then I'll divorce you."

He frowned. "Arianna, don't toy with the idea of getting a divorce."

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his phone and his

I have nothing to do with Andrea in the past, and nothing will happen in the future too,"

himself when he said that he had nothing to do with her. Hendrix pulled me into his arms and patted my back. Hand- tied, he soothed, "Stop overthinking.

carried me back to the bedroom. Then, he kissed my

together and tugged at the corner of his shirt.

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back my hand and looked away. "You can

see Andrea, I wouldn't know if he deliberately hid

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