My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

For a moment, I was confused. I looked up at him and saw him put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray. After a moment, I realized what he meant. I pursed my lips and said, "No!"

He asked the question only after we did it. I couldn't think of anything else except the passiveness during the process.

Since I got pregnant, I had never thought of receiving any treatment. I suffered from so many illnesses, and having one more wouldn't make a difference. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Looking up at him, I said indifferently, "If you can't feel anything, you can do it with someone else in the future."

Hendrix frowned as he stared at me. "Someone else? Arianna, you really have no boundaries. I asked you to get treatment because I was afraid that you would feel pain. You are either mentally or physically ill."

Suddenly, the room looked dark, and I started to feel suffocated. I frowned, feeling caved in and claustrophobic, "Did you just discover that I'm ill? I have so many illnesses. How are you going to treat them?" After that, without waiting for his reaction, I slipped out of his arms, and went to the bathroom.

When I came out, he was sitting on the bed with his lower body covered with a blanket. He was holding his mobile phone in his hand while he looked at me and said, "Josiah is downstairs. You can get changed and... get your illness treated!"

I...

aside, I said lightly,

"He's a doctor.

and looked at him. "If I tell Doctor Saunders that I felt nothing. What do you think his reaction will be? Are you an invalid?

knew that he understood what I

get aroused for. So, Mr. Roberts, please get your illness checked first when you have time." Seeing his face turn grim, I went straight out of the bedroom.

expected, as soon as I stepped out of the bedroom, I heard a furious voice coming from inside, "Arianna..." There was also the sound of something shattering. I deliberately shut the door tightly to

a lot of desserts for him, but he hadn't touched any of them. He only had a few sips of tea. It

heard sounds of movement, he looked back

really knows how to praise

to him, I said, "You are quite skilled at flattering people."

tea and frowned. "Did my words sound

I said, "I like to think

this, he did not speak anymore, as if

something. Have some food first, and