My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Jordan stood on the spot, completely frozen. The white hospital light shone coldly from behind him. His eyes deepened in the shadows, but he remained calm. He did not seem to be panicked at all. He neither argued back nor made any effort to explain.

In the enormous ward, it was so silent I could hear a pin drop. I had no idea what he was thinking about. However, I knew that my forceful actions that endangered my life had elicited a reaction.

After a long time, I could no longer hold it together anymore and almost fainted. Finally, Jordan reacted.

He came over and gently held my wrist, trying to help me up. "Get up."

His voice was soft, as though he was afraid of scaring me.

Only then did I fully open my eyes and look at him warily like a rabbit that had fallen into a trap. I did not intend to follow his orders.

Jordan exhaled deeply. His eyes were complicated and helpless. "He didn't die. I was just joking." "It wasn't funny at all." I squinted at him and took the opportunity to shake his cold hand off me. I staggered to stand up with the help of the cabinet and sat back on the bed.

Jordan stood beside me in silence and watched. After I sat down, he walked out of the ward.

Not long after, a nurse came in and helped me with the wound on my forehead.

one was guarding me outside, so I had

nurse left,

answering the phone. Wynn told me Jordan

in a one-day coma, all my missed calls were from Aaron. It seemed like he was pretty worried about

my shoulder and

had promised them so many times, but in the end, I had to

great with kids. Aurelia and the others are having a blast. They barely even remember you," Aaron said

lips and smiled. "That's

I would much rather they live a carefree life. It was fine even if they

will you be back?"

He was smart. If he saw my injuries, it would only make him worry more. Hence, I

he might sense something was off, I quickly changed the subject. "I actually have something else to talk to you

as I wondered briefly if he

island," I