My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was dumbfounded at his vehemence, so I could only agree for the time being. "Okay. Please watch over Wynn and the others for me."

"No problem," Aaron said earnestly, "But you'd better come back and take them home as soon as possible."

I knew he had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. He was obviously worried about my safety and was trying to get me to come home sooner. I smiled and nodded even though he could not see me. "Okay, I'll go back immediately after I'm done. I won't delay for even a second."

"Be careful."

"I will." After that, he hung up the phone.

It was gloomy outside, so I couldn't tell what time it was.

I turned on my phone and saw that it was 10:40 a.m.

After some thinking, I realized that I had slept for about a full 24 hours, a whole day and night. I wondered how Hendrix and Evan were doing.

Jordan didn't want me to die, which meant that I meant something to him, giving me an advantage.

From now on, I did not have to bend toward Jordan's every will anymore.

like him didn't know how

to compare with Hendrix anymore. That meant that he would

wanted Jordan to think that I was not afraid

I was left to recuperate in the hospital. Since Jordan wasn't

map that there were too many islands around me. It

his factory in the first place. If the police raided the nearby islands, he would hear about it right away and take

noon, the door of the ward opened once again. Jordan came in with several containers. It seemed like he was trying to come off

brought a total of

was a

food in front of me. He took out a plate and a set

looked down at the

things hard for him. "I have a gun wound on my shoulder, and my

forehead. Immediately, he turned around and

took two steps

tracks. After

scooped a spoonful

gently, "Open wide."