My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Still in shock, I asked, "Did anyone else get hurt?"

"The other driver was dead on the spot," Hendrix looked extremely sullen as he spoke, "But don't you worry about anything. I've asked Evan to handle that."

I sat on the seat, and my hands were still trembling. Austin glanced at me and mocked, "You're afraid now? Arianna, I guess you're just a scaredy-cat."

"Austin, enough!" Hendrix snapped at him angrily.

Austin shut his mouth and gave me a death glare.

Andrea came running in her high heels, panting heavily and looking anxious, "I just got the news. How is Josiah?"

Austin gently patted her shoulder as he comforted her.

at the bench, Andrea's face darkened,

ready to be transferred to the ward. Hendrix went to settle Monique's admission procedure as he didn't want me

into the ward Monique was staying in. She was still asleep from the anesthetic, which would take another half an hour for her to be awake. While waiting, I made

and watched me with a pair of shallow eyes,

a second. As I didn't really want to talk to her, I casually replied, "Thank you

Hendrix is mine. Don't think that you've won him over by trapping him with a

nodded, not doubting the words she said. I flatly retorted, "I know what you can do, Miss Burton. But you didn't have to tell me this. Say

mean anything to have his flesh if his heart is with someone else. I'm sure you understand how that feels exactly." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

would have understood the sarcasm in my

saying anything. Only God knew

can't hurt you. But don't you think

for the IV needle in Monique's arm to forcefully pull it out. In complete shock and worry, my first instinct was to push her away from Monique. With

pain, she yelled at me, "Arianna, you've gone too far. Don't think that I won't hurt