My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Naomi saw me pointing at the glass and asked, "Do you want to drink water?"

I nodded. She reached out to take it, but someone else was quicker. We looked over and saw that it was Hendrix.

When Naomi saw him, she stared at me with an exceptionally mysterious smile, then got up and made way for Hendrix. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Hendrix sat down beside me and supported me up from the hospital bed. He let me lean against his shoulder, then he brought the glass of water to my mouth.

While I wondered at his gentleness, I was also very thirsty. Water was my priority.

When my throat felt more comfortable, I made to move away but he still held me in his arms and asked, "Do you want more?"

I shook my head and said, "Th... thank you!" My voice felt a little sore.

He pursed his lips and did not speak. He put the glass on the bedside table and glanced at Naomi and said, "Call for a doctor to examine her."

and then quickly ran out

didn't let me budge, not even an inch

pain in

frowned slightly. Fortunately, he didn't argue. He just raised the bed

be short-term fatigue. It's

you didn't die from this disaster. Your fever reached over 40 degrees, but your brain didn't suffer damage. It's really a

I really didn't have the strength to talk. So, I just looked at her with a faint smile on my

her and said, "I'll take

or not. She looked at Hendrix and said with a serious face, "I'm not busy. I'm just an idle person. What kind of stuff

smiled while looking at Hendrix. "But you, however, Mr. Roberts, you must have been quite busy recently, haven't

was a man of few words and

took the medicine, I began to feel tired again. I leaned back more comfortably and

I

never left my side. He took care of all my meals and even