My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I pursed my lips, and my gaze was cold. "Alright!"

Hendrix glanced at me and frowned. "Arianna, shut up!"

Andrea cackled. "Alright? Fine then. Come over here. Let me stab you, and we'll call it even!"

As she spoke, she pulled out her IV catheter and glared at me callously. "There's no knife, so I won't use one. I'll just use this IV catheter. Arianna, once I stab you with this, we'll be even." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I stormed toward her fearlessly. She looked at me and let out an eerie laugh.

She held the catheter and was aiming for my eyes. Gasps were heard all around.

However, Hendrix's reflexes were quick, and he managed to grab the catheter before snatching it away from her. His palm was scratched in the process and it started bleeding. Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Valerie collapsed in Pedro's arms. She looked heavily conflicted as she said, "You should leave. Just forget about this." Andrea was furious. "Mom, what did you say? She wanted to kill me. How can you just let her go so easily?"

hadn't gone to look for Arianna in the middle of the night, do you think she would have hurt you? Don't you know the reason why she hurt you?' Andrea stared at

She looked at Andrea and continued, "Andrea, you're fine now. You should stay in the hospital for the time being and recover. Don't worry

pampered and cared for for so many years by Hendrix, she had grown arrogant and

you, you won't go to prison? Arianna, don't forget that the knife you stabbed me with is covered with your fingerprints. If I stand my ground on that, I doubt that the people here have the

a sudden, Hendrix smashed the cup on

of glass from the ground. He stared plainly at Andrea and asked, "Your wound has

turned to him.

since that's the case, however deep your wound is, I'll give

him, but it

him in disbelief, and pain flashed across her orbs. "Is she

through his fingers. I looked at him and felt an indescribable agony in my heart as I pulled him

can do for her is to try my best to protect her. It doesn't matter if she's good or bad;

to be responsible for me? I'll be responsible for the things I've done. Who gave you the right to interfere? It'll just