My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 812

Having known Hendrix for so many years, I was clearer than anyone else that if he wanted to stay, whatever I did to refute that was useless.

I simply closed my eyes and immediately fell asleep.

I didn't sleep well that night. Due to the fact that Anne had gone missing, I woke up in the middle of the night a few times. Thankfully, Hendrix was by my side. Every time I woke up, he would pat me on the back to comfort me.

I was already wide awake at six o'clock in the morning. I lifted my eyes to see that the sky was still dark outside the hotel. I really couldn't fall back asleep.

Right next to me, Hendrix maintained his position as he continued to hug me. After some hesitation, I moved my body.

Despite moving very lightly, I still woke him up. Our eyes made contact. His eyes were still halflidded, and it seemed that he hadn't completely woken up yet.

"What's wrong?" He asked in a hoarse voice.

I pursed my lips, got up, and said, "I..." He probably also noticed the time clearly. Noticing that it was still early, he reached out to hold me in his arms, saying, "It's still early."

I was unable to move as he held me. I reached out for the phone on the headboard.

However, he held down my hand and said, "Go to sleep."

pursed my lips, saying, "I can't

eyes, and they were as dark as the night. He said in a low

stunned

but Hendrix seemed to deliberately get closer to

it was so, the more the

the same time. I wanted to

down beside me and said

about a

and flipped over, still refusing to pay him

it at all. He got up and went into the bathroom, and

My body was uncomfortably sticky. It seemed to be happening quite

felt damp. I initially thought that Hendrix had finished outside, so I got up to turn on the bedside lamp and

bed

reflexively wanted to pull the

with, and the bloodstain was

me, his gaze landing on the bloodstain which I had already

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