My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I had never seen Hendrix being this heartless before. I was still in a daze, and so was Andrea. She stared at Hendrix, dumbfounded. I guessed she had never expected Hendrix to be this harsh. Andrea couldn't come back to her senses for a long time. Meanwhile, Hendrix took my hand and we walked out through the iron grille door.

The officer in charge followed behind us. He was all smiles as he said, "Mr. Roberts, about Miss Burton..."

"Just follow the procedure. You don't need to contact me about her matters in the future. I'll wire all the expenses into your account. Don't contact me anymore about her matters, even if she is dying," Hendrix said. He sounded cold and heartless. It was as if he never knew Andrea at all.

When he heard this, the police officer didn't say anything in response. He sent us off with a face full of smiles.

In the car. Hendrix grasped my hands in his and sighed slightly as he said, "Your hands are so cold. Why didn't you listen to me when I told you to wait in the car?"

Although he was telling me off, it didn't feel that way at all. I tilted my head to look at him. I smiled faintly and replied, "I was reminded of something and I wanted to tell you about it, so I went inside, but I didn't expect to see Andrea in there!"

came all the way to the police station because

I was taken aback. Was he trying to keep me warm

was taken aback, he smiled and asked,

his stomach, and it indeed was warm. Although we have been married for years, I was still a little shy to do

at me and asked gently, "What did you want to tell me?

I paused a little. I thought of what I was about to say, and I got a little hesitant. I looked at him

"What's the matter? Did you have an accident somewhere? Or are

me to take good care of

my response, but after a moment, he smiled.

that my hand was already warm enough, I withdrew it.