My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

However, he didn't understand. This was the difference between men and women. Not only did he not leave, but he also shamelessly chose to stay with me. He lay beside me and said, "Then we'll stay here tonight. The door is broken. I'll ask someone to repair it later."

I took a deep breath and held it in my heart. Seeing him crawl to my side, I kicked at him without thinking. He was unprepared, and he didn't expect that I would suddenly kick him so hard. He rolled off the bed and fell to the ground without any precaution. Because he was not on guard, his head hit the corner of the bedside table.

There was a dull thud, accompanied by his muffled groans. I froze for a moment. I wanted to go down to help him up, but when I saw him hugging his head, I hesitated.

Nevertheless, I managed to stop myself. Sitting at the edge of the bed, I asked tentatively, "Are you alright?"

The sound of his pain came into my ears. "It hurts!"

it. I didn't expect that you would fall down like that. Get up and let me have a look." "It hurts!"

of bed and went to his side to help him up. When I saw a large bruise on his forehead, I felt a

bed. I went to grab the first aid kit. Maybe it was because he had hit his head so hard, he

sent them away. I changed the password lock and set the password back to Naomi's birth date. When I returned to the bedroom, Hendrix was lying on the bed, looking as if he was

heaved a sigh of relief. I turned off the light and laid down on the bed. Just as I closed my eyes, Hendrix pressed down on

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