My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2

I saw the bedroom door was opened before I could try to come up with a conclusion. That man was

soaked and went straight into the bathroom without caring to even glance at me. Then, it was followed

by the sound of running water.

Once he came back, I couldn't sleep anymore. Therefore, I got up and put on my clothes, I took out his

pajamas from the closet and placed them at the bathroom door before I went out to the balcony.

Back then was the monsoon season, and it was drizzling outside. As the sky was getting darker, the

sound of raindrops that was hitting the roof could be heard faintly as well.

As soon as I heard some noise behind me, I looked back and saw Hendrix came out of the bathroom.

He had a bath towel wrapping his lower body. Drops of water from his dripping wet hair flowed along

his muscular body. That was what I called, a man's charm.

He probably noticed that I was staring at him. When he looked at me, he frowned slightly and said,

"Come here!" Again, he said it in an emotionless tone.

As usual, I was obedient. When I went up to him, he threw the towel in his hand to me, and said in a

low voice, "Wipe for me."

He had always been like this and I had already gotten used to it. Seeing him sitting on the edge of the

bed, I climbed onto the bed and half-kneeled behind him as I wiped his hair.

"Tomorrow is Grandpa's funeral. We need to go to the old villa as early as possible." I wasn't intending

to try to have a conversation with him. Since he only thought about Andrea, he would have forgotten

about it if I didn't mention it.

"Alright!" He replied, and that was it.

Knowing how much he refused to talk to me, I didn't want to say further. Finally, after drying his hair, I

laid on the bed again and got ready to sleep.

Perhaps it was because I was pregnant, I got sleepy easily. Hendrix usually stayed in the study room

until midnight after his bath. However tonight, he laid down on the bed after changing into his pajamas. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Although it was strange, I didn't want to ask any more questions. Suddenly, he put his arms around me

and pulled me into his chest, and then kissed me softly.

I was stunned for a moment when he ripped off the pajamas I was wearing. I held onto his arms which

was exploring around my body and lifted my chin to look at him, as I did not know what to do.

"Hendrix, I..."

"You don't want to?" he asked. His black eyes were as black as the night, they were cold and wild.

I lowered my eyes. Yes, I didn't want to, but it wasn't up to me.

"Can you be a little softer?" I was more worried about the six weeks old baby. It would be dangerous if

he was not careful with it.

He frowned without saying anything. He just turned over, and then he began wildly. I curled up in pain

and I could only do my best to protect the baby as much as possible.

Along with his wildness, the rain outside was getting heavier as well. Suddenly, there was lightning, and

shadows were flashing fiercely. After a long period of time, he finally got up and went into the

bathroom.

It was so painful that I was soaked in my own cold sweat. Initially, I wanted to consume some

painkillers, but I decided not to for the sake of the baby.

"Ding...¹¹ The phone on the bedside table rang. It was Hendrix's. I looked up at the clock on the wall

and realized that it was already 11 o'clock.

The only person who would call Hendrix at this time was Andrea.

The sound of the shower in the bathroom stopped and followed by Hendrix that came out with a bath

towel wrapped around his body. He wiped his hands and picked up the phone. Anyway, I had no idea

what was on the other side of the phone.

Hendrix frowned slightly and said, "Andrea, don't make a fuss!"

After that, he hung up and changed his clothes to leave. If it was in the past, I might pretend to not

care. But this time, I suddenly grabbed Hendrix and begged him softly, "Please stay with me tonight."

Hendrix frowned and gave his cold shoulder. "Now you're asking for more?"

His words were cold and hurtful.

I was stunned and couldn’t help but found it hilarious. I looked up at him and said, "Tomorrow is

Grandpa's funeral. Even though you care about her, you should know what your role is, shouldn't you?"

"Are you threatening me right now?" He narrowed his eyes and suddenly grabbed my lower jaw. His

voice was deep and cold as he said, "Arianna Reid, you're braver now, huh?"