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My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 413

"Okay!" After that, Hendrix hung up the phone.

I pulled the comforter over me and couldn't see what Hendrix was doing. After a while, he turned off the lights and laid in bed.

He pulled the comforter wrapped around me and said, "Arianna, it's winter now. Winter in Jarold City is incomparable to Ucrebury. If you really don't share it, you would have to call for an ambulance for me tomorrow morning."

As he spoke, he stopped tugging and lay down beside me quietly.

Listening to the shallow breathing sounds, thinking that he should be asleep, I couldn't help but to stretch out my head from under the comforter. Under the dim light, I saw that most of his body was exposed.

Usually, he would wear pajamas, and it was obvious that he was deliberately exposed today.

After a long time, the skin on my body was a little cold. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, I couldn't help but to place the comforter over his body.

Suddenly, my hand was grabbed, and he took the opportunity to get into bed. He held me in his arms. The cold air engulfed my body.

"So, you're still worried that I might get frostbite, aren't you?"

I was so angry that I only wanted to kick him with my foot, but his speed was fast enough to hold me down. "Your foot is still injured. Don't move too much."

"Hendrix, you b*stard!" I couldn't help but to curse. I pursed my lips and looked at him as if I had been wronged.

He pulled me into his arms and whispered, "Austin didn't mean it. I am sorry for not handling it well. I should have announced it properly. But I've just had some roots in Jarold City. There are a lot of things in my company and there are a lot of people who want a slice of the pie in Jarold City. If someone wants to take advantage of me, I'm afraid that I won't be able to protect you."

He sighed slightly and held me tightly in his arms.

"It's a ligament sprain. Take some medication and you'll be alright after a few days of rest," Josiah said as he took off the plastic gloves and threw them into the trash can.

Hendrix nodded and looked at me. "Have breakfast and rest for a while. I'll go into the study room with Josiah to talk about something. Give me a call if you need me, okay?"

I nodded and seemed to be a little more obedient.

He and Josiah walked out of the bedroom. I had just woken up and hadn't washed up yet. I couldn't help but to move my body and get off the bed to wash up.

After all, it goes by the saying that rest is needed for the bone and tendons to heal. As soon as my feet touched the ground, I felt a sharp pain that made me take a cold breath. Fortunately, I adapted after a few steps.

After a quick wash, I went back to the bedside. I couldn't help but to gasp. I overestimated myself too much. Seems like it would be impossible to go to the office today.

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