My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 437

Hendrix's expression grew darker and colder to the point of being downright frightening.

"There's no need to be jealous, Mr. Reid. At the very least, you won't be able to touch what I'm holding in my arms for the rest of your life. Compared to your wishful thinking, I'm being much more practical!"

This person had nothing good to say. After ending the call, Hendrix raised his hand to stroke the hair behind my ear. There was no sign of anger on his face, and he only said, "I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow."

I pursed my lips. I felt a little tired, so I closed my eyes and got ready to sleep.

That night, I slept well.

I woke up the next day.

Hendrix was in the bedroom, and he had already gotten changed. His slender body was sitting on a chaise lounge as he used the laptop. I didn't know if he was doing work, or going through other documents.

Seeing that I was awake, he put down the laptop, got up and walked over to me. He bent over to kiss my forehead and asked, "Are you going to sleep in for a bit?"

I frowned, "What's the matter?"

He raised his eyebrows and said, "We agreed yesterday that we're going to see the doctor today."

"I'm not going!" Although Irvin was gone, I was still an employee of the Granger Group. The Fantasia Company was a project that I brought in, so there was no reason to give up halfway.

He frowned and gave me a tight hug. He pecked me lightly on the lips as he hugged me in his arms. "Get up and go wash up first."

Tears welled up in her eyes, "Hendrix, you've always known how much I love you. You promised to take care of me, not out of responsibility, but because you fell in love with me. You aren't able to let Arianna go now because of your responsibilities and debt to her, and not because you love her, right?"

I raised my eyebrows. Tsk, tsk. Was she trying to make Hendrix say something that would hurt me?

Hendrix's voice was tinged with cool indifference as he said, "This has nothing to do with you. Don't come here again."

"You won't give me a straight answer because you don't love Arianna at all, do you?" Andrea looked at him. She went on, saying, "On the night of my birthday, you knew it was her birthday too, but you still chose to come to the Moore family because I was more important than her, right?"

That seemed to have irritated Hendrix. He raised his voice as he warned, "That's enough!"

Andrea wasn't afraid, even in the face of death. She continued, "If you had gone to celebrate Arianna's birthday that night, my mother wouldn't have had the chance to do anything to her. To put it bluntly, you let her go out alone the day before she went into labor because you didn't love her. In the end, you gave my mother an opening to do what she did to her. My mother was the mastermind behind that child's death, and you're an accomplice too."