My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 348

She was stunned for a moment and then left without saying anything.

My temper seemed to be getting worse and I've grown much more impatient.

After Minnie left, I sat in the hall and was in a daze for a while. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was already twelve midnight.

"Hendrix has been out so late. Is he planning to stay over at the Granger family home?"

After a short pause, I went into the kitchen and wanted to boil some water to drink. I took out my phone and looked at it. There was not a single message.

With a slight whistle, the water began to boil. I reached out to lift the kettle, and suddenly, I was scalded by water vapor.

I instinctively retracted my hand and stared blankly at the kettle. After a long pause, I took out my cell phone.

In a moment of hesitation, a noise came from the gate.

Was he home?

I pursed my lips, took the kettle to the living room, and poured two glasses of water.

It was probably raining outside. Hendrix entered the house with a chill trailing close behind, and his coat was wet.

He hung the coat by the door and saw that I was still in the living room. He frowned and asked, "Can't sleep?"

I nodded and looked at him calmly, "Uncle Granger, is he alright?"

He was stunned and frowned, "Did Irvin tell you?"

I shook my head and said calmly, "Uncle Granger had always been in poor health."

"Hmm," he said and walked towards me. "Are you worried that I won't come back?"

I shook my head and felt a little thirsty. I raised my hand to get the glass of water with an unsteady hand. I ended up spilling the water on my thigh.

I gnashed my teeth at the burning sensation on my skin from the hot water.

Hendrix took a few steps forward, picked me up, and went into the bathroom. He helped me wash it with cold water.

He frowned, "Did you drink?"

My mind went blank for a second, then I nodded.

"If the burn was more serious, I'd call you!" That was what I thought. This man just wouldn't leave me alone.

He started using more strength as he applied the ointment to me. I took a cold breath in pain.

"Does it hurt now?" He sneered, "If the burns were more serious, you'd be paralyzed."

I didn't say a word. I placed my fingers on his strong arm, and started grazing them against his skin. He continued applying the medicine on me as I teased him. A frown started to form on his face.

"What are you trying to do?"

I pursed my lips, "Deliberately getting close to you!"

"Ha!" He laughed. After keeping the medicine away, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is it worth doing this over a project?"

I didn't say anything. I just inched closer to his shoulder, stared at his lips and landed kissed on them stiffly.

His breathing grew heavier. He wrapped his arms around my waist, breathing even faster now, "How much wine did you drink?"

I muttered, "A few glasses. I can't remember anymore."