My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"She was hit in the head and frightened. It will take a few hours for her to wake up." The doctor replied and arranged for Estella to be admitted.

"Will she have side effects?" The boy asked worriedly as he chased after the doctor.

"It's hard to say. Her head is injured, and there may be a concussion. We can only make a judgment when she wakes up!"

I handed the new jacket I bought to Hendrix. Seeing his sullen face, I said, "Can we still go to Uncle Charles's place tonight? If you can't, I'll call Uncle Charles and tell him not to wait for me." Hendrix's gloomy expression eased a little as his gaze fell on me. He grabbed the coat and put it on before saying, "No need, we'll be there soon."

Then, he looked at the boy and said, "Vincent, right?"

The boy nodded. "Yes, I am, Mr. Roberts!"

"You stay here to take care of her. If there's anything you need, contact the number on the business card. You can contact me anytime when she's awake. Even if it's about money, just give me a call!" Hendrix handed the business card to Vincent.

I couldn't stop my lips from twitching. Hendrix's brain was wired so differently when it came to dealing with problems.

he took the business card

and pulled me

took out a bank card from my bag and handed it to Vincent. "Please take care of her these days. The medical expenses and nutrition expenses are all here. You can contact us any

little hesitant, but he still

and I left

In the car.

were to Evan in Oakland, asking him to be careful, and also to send someone to investigate what had happened today. Eason seemed to have

say a word so as

silence, I asked, "Why did Eason attack you? He's just a gambler. He's not looking for money, nor is he looking for women. Why did he suddenly

of the window and seemed to be deep in thought. After a long time,

looked at

"Drive

the road in front of me as I stepped

and said, "How ironic is it that Eason didn't kill