My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 825

I pulled over a stool and sat next to Hendrix's bed, looking at him. Due to the burn on his back, he had to lie on his stomach.

As I looked at his handsome side profile, I thought to myself, "Are we indebted to each other?"

Perhaps due to the fact that it had been so many years, we weren't able to distinguish whether our relationship was based on the secular concept of love, or our mutual guilt over the years. We couldn't let each other go due to the guilt in our hearts.

Hendrix woke up at night. The doctor changed his bandages and instructed me, saying, "It'll be extremely painful after the anesthesia wears off. The patient can't get out of the bed for now, you'll have to take note to change his urine bag and clean his body, in case he feels uncomfortable."

I nodded. I knew all of that. Thinking about it carefully, it was the first time for me to take care of Hendrix in so many years.

He didn't really get sick much in the past, nor did he ever have any severe illnesses.

He was rather pitiful too. He had already safely gotten through half of his life, but he still had to deal with such an unforeseen incident.

Once the nurse was done, she looked at

her

the nurse left, Hendrix woke up. He was lying on his stomach on the bed. His thin lips slightly moved, his throat

him to drink. He shook his head and signaled to

looked at

Hendrix after he woke up made me

looked at him. "Hendrix, you're such a b*stard," I said

handsome as before.

injury?" He had almost lost his life and still said that

smiled and said, "I'm thirsty." I really wanted to be an evil wife and make him suffer from thirst, but my

my heart ached and I felt terrible. Without realising

do you have so many tears?

in a choked voice, "I'm already disfigured, so how much uglier can I get? Hendrix, I don't need you to sacrifice yourself for me.

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