My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2269

Chapter 2269

Before I could even react, Evan stretched out his left hand and rolled up his sleeve. He clenched his fist, revealing every visible vein on his arm. "Relieve me of my pain, Mr. Roberts. This is too torturing for me." Evan's eyes were rolling uncontrollably, and he was on the verge of fainting. "Hendrix! Don't let me lose all my hope in you. Please, don't do that to Evan!" I shouted, and I started to cry.

Hendrix stretched out his hand toward Evan's arm. I turned my face away and could not bear to watch anymore.

However, Jordan suddenly had an idea. Regardless of my punches and kicks, he held my chin and forced me to watch Hendrix inject Evan.

I watched as Hendrix inserted the needle into Evan's blood vessels. The liquid entered Evan's blood as Hendrix pressed onto the syringe until it was empty. Evan opened his mouth wide and rolled his eyes. As soon as Hendrix withdrew the syringe, Evan's body twitched twice, and he rolled on the ground, looking as if he was in heaven.

But soon, the side effects came. Perhaps it was the first time Evan's body came into contact with such high-purity drugs that he started foaming in the mouth. Even his nose was bleeding. At first glance, he looked like a patient with epilepsy and might suffocate at any moment.

Jordan and Hendrix's expressions were the same. They squinted their eyes and waited quietly, waiting to see if Evan could make it or die.

Jordan was enjoying the show so much that his grip loosened. I knew that since it was easier to deal with one person. I stepped on his shoes hard while he wasn't paying attention. Then, I rushed to protect Evan and called the ambulance.

for the call to answer, I took out the knife I had prepared in my bag and put it on my neck. "Listen, we either wait for the ambulance to arrive. Or I'll

will only result in him being detained. Do you

she wouldn't care if this person was her true love or not. I yelled, "I don't want to

smiled, but

give everything up and let him get what he wanted. I could quit this game and let Hendrix

gaze

to move on and fight harder.

me that the person in front of me

a

Aman had compassion, and

not torture others, but

ever seen a rat survive

up being played around,

that if I admitted defeat now, none of

a woman from the other side of the line, saying,

the phone, and then stood up straight away. Staring at Jordan's suspicious eyes, I went straight to Hendrix, stood on