My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I slowly lowered my head and looked at Hendrix's pale face due to the sudden pain. I smiled lightly as though I hadn't just stepped on his hand, and I said, "Oh, sorry. I didn't see you." "It's fine," His voice was so faint that I couldn't figure out any emotion in it.

Walking past him, I went to pour myself a glass of water. Then, I proceeded to sit down on a chair in the ward and began to sip on it.

Hendrix was still crouching. With a straight face, he pulled out the shards of glass that had pierced into his palm. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Blood dripped from his hand and fell on the ground, accumulating into a pool of horrifying liquid.

It seemed like it hurt. But I couldn't feel it.

All I felt was extreme frustration.

When Andrea came into the wardroom and saw Hendrix's badly hurt wound, she almost wanted to tear me up. "Arianna, what did you do?" she barked.

I turned to look out of the window. Judging by the looks of it, it was already quite late into the night. Andrea was more in love with Hendrix than I imagined.

sight of

coming to see me

and crouched down to take a look at Hendrix's injury. At this time, the television in the ward suddenly turned on by

expected, the video showed Andrea everything she

had watched it once before, I was already immune to it. I used the spare time to observe the looks of the

felt

was indeed so smart of Aaron to come up with this way to make everyone see the video at the

was over. Not speaking a word, Andrea looked

glass in my hand, and I slowly walked towards her. I also lowered myself to maintain eye level with her, and I smiled softly, "Miss Burton, have you enjoyed yourself just now? Do you want to

was terrified, and her face was deathly pale. "Arianna, you're

distorted with hatred, I whispered, "Do you want to experience the pain I suffered at that

you're talking nonsense!" Andrea slumped to the ground from the

doing so, he

eyebrows, "Oh, you still need the evidence?" At this point, I was already fed up with their blind trust in Valerie. I said in displeasure, "It's not fun to spoil the story