My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 338

The next day.

I didn't sleep all night. I had a bad headache, and my head was buzzing.

Irvin was already in the living room. When he saw me wake up, he looked at me indifferently and said, "Let's have breakfast?"

I nodded and looked at the dining table. There was a big breakfast spread laid out on the table, giving the place a warm, homely ambiance.

As we sat across each other, he didn't say a word and only quietly and elegantly ate his breakfast. I couldn't help but notice the dark circles under his eyes.

I asked, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

He looked up and answered indifferently, "Have more food!" Then, he put a fried egg on my plate.

I only looked at him, and didn't say much after.

Suddenly, my phone rang, startling the absentminded me for a moment. I saw that Irvin was looking at me, so I glanced at the phone from the corner of my eye.

It was Hendrix.

Seeing that I had not moved, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you not going to answer that?"

I picked up the phone but didn't say anything.

I waited for the other person to speak.

"Do you need help to carry your things? I'll go up and help you carry them. I'm at your place." Hendrix's voice was emotionless.

I got up, walked to the window, and opened the curtains. The person downstairs was still dressed in a black suit, standing with his phone pressed against his ear.

"No need!" I quickly replied. Then I added, "See you downstairs!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you!" The conversation felt natural, as if we had always spoken like this all this while.

After the call ended, Irvin looked at me with pursed lips. "You haven't finished your breakfast yet."

I looked at him and knew that he was not in a good mood. I paused and said, "Thank you, Irvin."

I didn't know what else to say. The interiors, furniture and everything else in the bedroom had been his doing, so I didn't need to take anything with me.

When I ignored him and went out of the bedroom without saying another word, I felt a hand on my wrist. Suddenly, he pressed on my neck hard.

It all happened so fast that I wasn't able to react. I pushed him away with all my strength, covered my neck with my hands, and said angrily, "Irvin, I thought you would respect me!"

He spat back, "Arianna, you think too highly of us humans!"

I stared at him long and hard before saying quietly, "Goodbye!"

This was my own problem. I had no right to reprimand him. All I could do was endure it.