My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 927

He smiled and put the bowl aside, his eyes quietly falling on me. "Do you regret choosing Hendrix?"

I was startled by his question. I couldn't find a way to switch topics. So, I got up and asked, "There's more in the kitchen. Would you like more?"

He narrowed his eyes, shook his head slightly, and didn't ask anymore.

His question left me in a daze when I returned to my bedroom. Did I regret marrying Hendrix?

Not even once!

Midnight came.

There was loud thunder outside, and it started to pour heavily. I was wondering if the windows in Sebastian's room were closed, as he was still injured. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I got up and went to take a look. No one answered the door after I knocked on it a few times, but I heard the sound of something crashing on the ground from inside.

not lying in bed. The bedside light was on, and there was

out a sigh of relief. Then, I walked to the bathroom, raised my hand, and knocked

did not answer. I could not help

fine!" He finally replied, his voice somewhat

really worried, so I tried to open the door but it was locked. I had no

in a towel. It seemed that he had been

displeased. "Didn't I tell you that you can't get your wound wet? Don't you know

was a little angry as I pulled him back to sit on the chair. Without thinking, I pulled the bath towel off, as I wanted to take a look at his wound

had just taken a shower. Other than the bath towel,

myself. After all, I still had to

to feel

was a little tense, I said, "Don't be nervous. I'm just checking the wound. I

squatted beside him. This man's figure was really top-notch, to say the least. He was well-built

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