My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

It didn't take long before we arrived at the villa. I got out of the car, and Minnie came over to welcome me at once. She took a close look at me, "Are you feeling better? I've made some food for you. Do you want to have some first?"

I smiled softly at her and shook my head, "Minnie, I just had your chicken soup this morning. I'm full, and I don't think I can eat anything any time soon."

She compromised, "Alright, you can have it when you're hungry later. Master Hendrix had people set up a swing in the yard and planted a lot of flowers. Do you want to go and have a look?"

I knew that she wanted me to relax and be happy. I held her hands and reassured her with a smile, "Minnie, I'm fine. I'll go back to my bedroom to sleep a bit more. Don't worry about it. And you should have some rest too."

After entering the bedroom, I went through my clothes in the closet and threw them on the bed. Then, I stacked them all up and placed them in a suitcase.

Hendrix entered the room with something in his hands. When he saw what I was doing, his eyebrows knitted tightly, "Why are you packing up?"

I continued to fold my clothes and answered lightly without raising my head, "I'm going to stay in Bronzy Condo for a while."

He stopped my hands, and he looked at me with apparent anger, "Arianna, what exactly do you want?"

I felt restless. If I were to be the same as how I was in the past, I would probably scream and shout at him while venting all my sorrow. I didn't do anything wrong, to begin with, so why was I the only one who got hurt in the end?

However, for this time, I just looked at him and said smoothly, "Hendrix, I don't mean anything. I just didn't want things to happen again like that night."

After a pause, I pulled his hand away and continued to work on my clothes. "Hendrix, we can't make the same mistake again. You and I both know that quarreling can never solve the problem. I also know that you don't love me. So, I'll also try to let things go."

"What do you mean that you will let things go?" He sneered, "Arianna, what do you want to let go? Me?"

I didn't know why he was agitated. I sighed, "Don't bother about it. I'll give birth to this child safely and raise him well. And I won't interfere between your affair with Andrea anymore."

"Arianna!" He stopped my hands again. His face was cold, and his whole body was filled with rage, "How many times do you want me to repeat? There's nothing going on between Andrea and me. Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Is it that you have already planned a way out for yourself?"

I frowned. I really didn't want to argue with him, so I retorted blankly, "Hendrix, do you think that you did nothing wrong?"

He pulled a long face and asked, "Do you want me to admit my mistake?"

I didn't know what to say anymore. If he didn't let me pack my belongings, then I could just leave without taking anything. So, I got up and headed out of the bedroom.

He held me in his arms from behind and slammed the bedroom door with a scowl, "If you want to live there, fine, I won't stop you. But that is only after you'd given birth to our child. You must live here before you deliver."

I laughed out loud. "Hendrix, do you really care about the child? Or do you only care about your reputation? If you really cared about this child, why would I risk having a miscarriage so many times because of you? You're really absurd!"

Seeing at his expression, I laughed even more, "Why did you want me to stay? Do you want me to relive the memory of how you almost killed me in this familiar house every day?"

I figured that my words had hurt him, because he drew closer and whispered, his voice so cold, "So you think I'm unbearably evil?"

I sneered, "Aren't you?"

Hendrix's face turned ugly, "Arianna, your so-called love is nothing more than this."