My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 327

Irvin came so quickly that I suspected he was nearby all along.

Looking at the mess in the ward, he frowned and his face darkened. His eyes fell on Hendrix, and he asked, "Mr. Roberts, how long do you think Arianna can take the torment you gave her in this current state?"

Hendrix didn't say a word. Since the video began playing on the television, he only had his eyes for me. I knew he was guilty. He blamed himself for it, and he was suffering.

However, I didn't feel sorry for him.

I walked straight towards Irvin. Noticing the bloodstain on the back of my hand, he frowned, "Did you pull it out yourself?"

I nodded and said without much emotions, "Let's go. I'm exhausted." People only had so much energy they could use every day. Aggressively taking revenge on other people had taken a toll on me.

Seeing the state I was in, Irvin didn't say anything else, only nodded and said, "Let's go.

Josiah was still standing at the door of the ward, blocking the way out. His expression and gaze were cold as he glared at me. He said in his cold voice, "Hendrix doesn't feel any better than you do for the loss of the baby. Why must you hate him so much? Do you really feel happy about transferring all your pain onto him and make him bear it too?"

"Get lost!" Irvin's face fell. Both Irvin and Josiah were giants of the business world, and they were equally presiding, none wanted to back down.

Josiah remained grounded to the spot with his eyes fixed on me.