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 here alone. 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 the surgery. Hendrix's kicks were heavy earlier. If it were to leave any impact, I would be in

that he's injured?" Infuriated, I tried to prise away from Hendrix's grip. "Why did you hit him? Come at me if

coughed and spewed

myself from Hendrix. However, my struggle was futile. After all, women

I warned in

menacingly, and

teeth into his arm as I glared

me. His expression stayed the same,

said it clearly, "Hendrix, if you don't let me go, I won't want

arms. I couldn't see his expression, but he sounded like he was filled with

strong that it felt like he was about

other choice than to

a little. I continued in a hoarse voice, "I'll come home once I take him to the hospital. I'll come straight home. You can do whatever you