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My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 227

"Arianna, you're talking nonsense. You're the one who threatened me that you wouldn't let me meet Hendrix. I didn't agree to it, and you pushed me!" Andrea put on a good show, her eyes brimming with tears.

I frowned. Hendrix looked at me and realized that my mood had been bad recently. "Alright, let's call it a day. I've completed Monique's hospitalization procedures."

He turned around and told Austin, "And you, go guard at the door of the emergency room. Call me if there's any problem. It's not the time to quarrel."

Austin was still fuming mad. He glared at me, then he grabbed Andrea's arm and dragged her out. As he passed by me, he lowered his voice as though he could suppress his anger with that. And he threatened me, "Arianna, I'm not done with you!"

I ignored him. Instead, I looked at Andrea, who had watery eyes.

Andrea was fortunate in many ways. She had Hendrix who couldn't cut her off, Austin who loved her wholeheartedly, Josiah to care for her, and her recently- found powerful and influential parents. Such a girl would live a perfect life even if she couldn't find love.

"What are you thinking about?" Hendrix placed the documents for Monique's admission to the hospital on the bedside table, and he stared at me.

Monique was still unconscious. I found a seat and sat down, then lightly replied, "Why don't you get going and mind your own things? There's nothing much to do here now."

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where can I go at this time?"

He was right. After all, Josiah was still in the emergency room.

After hours of yoga, I was a little sleepy. So, I leaned back in the chair and took a nap. In the middle of my nap, Austin called to inform us that Josiah had been discharged from the emergency room, and Hendrix had left the ward for Josiah.

Meanwhile, I stayed here and waited for Monique to wake up.

Monique woke up when I was only half-awake. Since she knocked her head, she was still muddle-headed when she woke up. But the first thing she asked was, "How is he?"

Knowing that she was asking about Josiah, I answered, "He has already left the emergency room. It's all right now!"

She breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the ceiling blankly. I waited for a moment before asking, "What happened to the both of you?"

She looked at me and sighed. "It is what it is."

"He knows that you're pregnant?"

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