My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Minnie heard the ruckus and ran out from the villa. When she saw what was before her, she screamed, "Oh my, what are you doing?"

Aaron was lying on the ground. I didn't know if he was conscious or not.

I avoided Hendrix's eyes and ran to Aaron's side. He was bleeding from his nose and the corner of his mouth and his face was drained of color.

"Are you okay? I'll send you to the hospital," Noticing that Hendrix had kicked the leg Aaron had operated on before, I instinctively reached out to check on it.

But he stopped my hand. He put on a bright smile and said, "It's okay. Don't cry. It doesn't hurt!"

I wouldn't have cried if he didn't mention it. But since he said it, I couldn't stop my tears from falling.

I wanted to help him up, but I was pulled away forcefully. Hendrix's face was cold and fierce as he grabbed onto me, "Go back. He's not going to die."

Aaron had leg surgery because of me, and he spent so much effort to recover from it and be able to walk as he did before

"Why did you hit

and

free myself from Hendrix. However, my struggle was futile. After all, women weren't as strong as

at him angrily, I warned in a cold voice,

me menacingly, and he said, "Come home

lowered my head to sink my teeth into his arm as I glared at him. The longer

stayed

bad Aaron's condition was, I let go of his hand and said it clearly, "Hendrix, if you don't let me go, I

and trapped me in his arms. I couldn't see his expression, but he sounded like he was

so strong that

choice than to

felt him loosened his grip a little. I continued in a hoarse voice, "I'll come home once