My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After a pause, he scolded, "Also, Hendrix is ill. Even if you quarrel with him, you don't have to be so harsh. He is your husband, so you should care for him." It was plain to see just how angry but helpless he felt.

I watched him leave as I sat in my seat feeling dazed for a long while before getting up.

The guests in the hall had left. Aaron set his eyes on me and asked, " Shall we go to Reid's family house tonight or should I send you back home?"

Hendrix was sick though...

After thinking for a while, I answered, "I'll take a taxi back home later!"

He didn't agree to that. He wanted to object but immediately stopped. Then, he beckoned me to look at the door.

A black limousine with smooth lines was parked outside the door. The most luxurious cars I had ever seen were the Lamborghini, Ferrari, Maybach, Bentley. But this was the first time I had seen Hendrix so ostentatious. He was driving a Rolls-Royc.

However, luxurious cars were frequently seen at this kind of banquet. This was not an usual sight at all.

A driver was standing by the car. When he saw me, he smiled and greeted, "Madam, Mr. Robert has been waiting for you for a while now. He is sick, so it's best to return quickly!"

was ill, and that he

when I noticed a smile on the driver's face, but his hands were clasped

but furrow my brows

been two days. He hasn't taken any medicine or gone to the hospital. He even insisted on coming here today. You...you'd better talk some sense into

informed him, "Tell Uncle Charles

glanced at the car with narrowed black

hesitation, I walked to the side of the car and opened

eyes were closed and his thin lips twitched. His handsome face looked as white as

inched closer to him. The heating system in the car was not turned on, but his forehead was filled with beaded sweat on this cold winter evening. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to

"What's wrong?" I asked.

It was as

coldness. "Get off if you're not

was no warmth in his words. Instead, he

were too high for me to get on the car, so I immediately took them off. Then, I carried the hem of my skirt and hopped onto the

Hendrix. Seeing that there was no objection from