My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 12

Hendrix wore a suit. We pulled at each other like this for such a long time, so his suit was wrinkled. He had thrown his coat on the floor, and his white shirt was unbuttoned. I snapped awake when I saw him start to unbuckle his belt. I had a baby in my belly, I couldn't do this!

While he was unbuckling his belt, I pushed him out of bed. Then I pulled the quilt and wrapped it around my body. I looked at him and said, "Hendrix, you're drunk."

After that, I went out of the bedroom directly.

I left the villa after I changed my clothes. I was afraid that if I stayed here, I wouldn't be able to keep the baby.

I could only look for Monique Caulfield because I didn't know how to deal with all the issues that happened recently. Indeed, they were just too much to bear.

It was at the Telepathy Bar.

The place was not crowded since it was still quite early. Monique ordered me a cup of cocktail, "Why are you here at this hour? Anything happened?"

Looking at the hot pole dance on the stage, with the combination of the earsplitting music and screams, I shook my head slightly while putting down the cocktail that I had just sipped, "It's nothing, I just want to see you."

"Did Hendrix bully you again?" Monique was a little speechless. "If you really couldn't take it anymore, you should have just divorced him now. With your good-looking appearance and figure, I bet you can find any type of man you prefer. You shouldn't just stay with a heartless guy for the rest of your life. Aren't you tired?"

Monique had always been straightforward and outspoken. We were close- knit who get along swimmingly and had been through thick and thin. She was unperturbed that she couldn't stand my dilly-dally with Hendrix.

When I handed her the ultrasound report in my bag, I felt a little helpless, "No man would accept me with the presence of this burden, despite having a beautiful figure."

She snatched the ultrasound report from my hand and looked at it carefully. Her eyes widened as she looked at me, "It has been 6 weeks? Didn't Hendrix and you have no sex before? How did you get a baby?"

"Do you still remember the day when I was drunk last month and Hendrix came to pick me up?" I said as I grabbed back the report from Monique's hand.

She widened her eyes in surprise and dumfounded. After a while, she asked, "So, what is your plan now?"

I shook my head. At this point, I was also clueless.