My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 52

Hendrix's face, which had been gloomy, instantly darkened even more like storm clouds. He fixed his cold gaze on my face and asked, "Arianna, do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know!" Of course, I knew. I had endured suffering for two years. However, if he didn't love me then, he wouldn't love me now. No matter how kindly he treated me, it still wasn't what I wished for.

He grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the bathroom forcefully. He then placed me on the bed and wrapped a bath towel around me. Subsequently, he crouched in front of me and grabbed my hands tightly. He looked up and subdued the anger in his voice, asking, "Tell me, what happened?"

He was calm. Even if I had pissed him off, he always had a way to remain calm.

I shook my head. My eyes were red and my voice was hoarse as I asked in return, "Hendrix, do you love me?" I didn't know why I was asking this when I already knew the answer, but I still wanted to hear it from him.

His body froze, and his brows furrowed slightly. He looked at me with a deep gaze and replied, "Arianna, love isn't something that can be said easily!"

However, he had told Andrea that he loved her. My heart ached and I almost blurted this out.

"Then, what is love?” I couldn't control my tears and wept pitifully, "Hendrix, I know that you don't love me, do you?"

"Arianna!" His voice was low and restrained as he repeated, "Tell me what happened! Why do you suddenly want a divorce?"

"I don't love you, I really don't!" My eyes reddened further and the pain in my heart spread throughout my whole body. I said, "I don’t love you as much as I imagined. I'm still young, and I have countless opportunities to find my true soulmate. So, let's get a divorce and set each other free, okay?"

Ever since I had met Hendrix, I had never thought that there would be a day when I would take the initiative to leave him voluntarily.