"Arianna, do you really have to talk like that?" Hendrix didn't look very well. He seemed old.
I smiled faintly and replied without much emotion, "How can I? Mr. Roberts is so strong. It only took you a few hours to nearly kill me. I only fear I couldn't avoid you faster."
Hendrix was rendered speechless.
Perhaps the atmosphere was getting too dreadful, Hendrix didn't want to talk to me anymore, and he left with Andrea soon after that.
I laid on the hospital bed, feeling a little depressed and frustrated. When people went through a certain extent of events in life, they would lose hope for life.
A lot of things happened in the following few days. Sawyer's announcement on the headlines, Andrea reunited with her family, and Aaron returned to Ucrebury for the foreseeable future. But I didn't pay attention to any one of that news.
I laid quietly in the hospital for a week. I had already been pregnant for three months, and my baby bump was getting more noticeable as the day passed.
My lower abdomen bulged out slightly like a small hill. Sometimes, I would put my hands on it and fall into a daze. Sometimes I would stare at the ceiling blankly.
Hendrix came to the hospital every day. He sometimes would talk to me, but we would always end up quarreling.
After repeating for a few times, he stopped coming to the hospital. However, he was rich, so the nurses and social workers would take good care of me.
I didn't even bother to ask for the reason he didn't come. Minnie, on the other hand, cooked different stews and soups for me every day.
I knew something was wrong with me. I started to feel like I didn't want that child anymore when I was alone.
If I wasn't pregnant with his child, I could leave Hendrix and live the life I had always wanted to.
The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to end the pregnancy.
Nevertheless, I knew that it wasn't right, but I couldn't help it.
The Jacaranda on the main road of the Ucrebury had bloomed. They filled up the streets from both sides, making the dull city look a little lively.
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