My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 607

Several years later, he did not overturn his eager feelings toward me. Instead, he slowly entered my life and memory little by little.

The process was not enthusiastic. But it was hard to refuse, or even push away.

I cooked some porridge for him. When I arrived at the hotel, Hendrix was lying quietly on a large, white bed.

He seemed to be asleep with the back of his hand on his forehead.

His face was pale. I put the porridge aside and sat beside him. I felt an indescribable surge of emotion.

If we hadn't gone wrong from the start, perhaps we would not have reached this point, where both of us were carefully looking forward to the future.

I held his hand lightly. I was afraid that I would wake him up.

However, he was vigilant and woke up within seconds. He opened his eyes and his gaze landed on my face. His usually cold, distant gaze relaxed as he smiled.

"Aren't you resting today? Why are you here?" His voice was hoarse and he sounded a little tired.

"You're sick, so I came to visit you!" I said and pulled back my hand. I wanted to get the porridge, but he held on.

"Did Evan tell you?" he asked.

His brows were slightly furrowed as

the medicine?" I looked around the room, but I didn't

lightly. "It's just a minor issue. I'll be fine after

be cured without taking any medicine, you

as he held onto it, I lost

scorching hot and

a

There was

frowned a little. "Let's eat something

and asked, "Since when did you

to

porridge in front of him and said, "Take this. Then take some

a hint of smile in his cold eyes. "If I said I wanted you

surprised for a moment. Then, I picked up the

mouth, he seemed surprised. He looked down and ate

he looked at me with deep eyes,

porridge, I noticed that he had no intention of refusing. Looking at the bottom of the empty bowl, I

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