My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hendrix seemed to have accepted this reality. His words were said softly and in a self-deprecating tone.

An indescribable feeling arose in my chest.

If it was an eye problem, then that explained Hendrix's abnormality in the video call. As long as he was not using himself as the human medicinal trial for me, I would not need to keep worrying.

However, it was not Hendrix's fault that he inherited this genetic blindness disease. Moreover, it wasn't even a sure case just yet. Nathan had planned to abandon his son regardless if he was to live a vagrant life, which was a cold-blooded move.

It seemed that for a moment, there was an explanation for the arrogance ingrained in Jennifer's bones.

As his sister, she didn't have any compassion or respect for her abandoned brother. She relied on the so-called noble genes that were flawless in her body.

Shameful, ridiculous, hateful!

When Hendrix realized that I had no response to offer, he tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong?

Are you worried about me?"

I still remained quiet. He paused for a while before he carried on talking. "But it's only a possibility that this illness will get triggered; at least God gave me a 30% chance. It doesn't matter even if I can't see since I've been transferred back to headquarters and Evan has become more capable. They're people worthy of my trust. Besides, though I may not be able to see, my brain will still function perfectly well. There are so many great forces in the world. I believe that man can overturn fate. I will not let you and our children down..."

"I'm just thinking," I didn't give Hendrix the chance to finish as I interrupted him, "If Roberts Group goes bankrupt, with my ability and with the help of Aaron and Moore Family, raising three children would not be a problem. But I'm afraid that I'll wrong you, the big CEO. We'd only be able to live rather averagely in the future. Well, maybe I can continue being the main breadwinner of the family..."

too self-centered. I raised my

I felt a little

was probably the last thing any normal man would do after hearing that they would

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he suddenly laughed. "Are you saying you want to become my

be making jokes at this time. I

"Haha..."

amused. When he smiled, the gloominess on his face instantly disappeared, and he looked a

to seize the

grabbed his injured hand

"Okay, you are now mine. I don't like pessimistic people. You should learn to be more positive and optimistic. Otherwise, I

in Hendrix's eyes' when he heard this. He raised his hand and pinched my chin, which allowed me to meet his eyes. "Doesn't that mean I have

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