My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 6

"Ms. Burton, your face is changing so fast." I glanced at her lightly and picked up my bag. I planed to

go directly to Roberts' residence.

Even if Hendrix refused to attend the funeral, I had to go.

I was stopped by Andrea as soon as I got to the door. Hendrix wasn't here and she was no longer

pretending to be that innocent. She looked at me and asked coldly, "When will you sign the divorce

agreement?"

I was stunned and smiled. Then I looked at her and said, "Miss Burton, are you forcing me to divorce

my husband as his mistress?"

"You are a mistress!" It seemed that Andrea didn't like others calling her as a mistress. Her face

darkened and she said, "Arianna, if you hadn't stepped in, I would be the lady of the house right now.

Now Hendrix's grandpa is dead, no one can protect you and keep you here. If I were you, I would sign

the divorce agreement right now. Take the money Hendrix gave you and get the hell out of here."

"Miss Burton, it's a pity that you're not me!" I said to her coldly. Ignoring her threatening gestures, I

walked past her and prepared to go downstairs. No one in the world could hurt me except Hendrix.

Andrea, who was used to being flattered and obeyed by everyone, was ignored by me. So she was

totally irritated. She grabbed me by the hand and said, "Arianna, have you no shame? Hendrix doesn't

like you. What's the point of staying by his side?" Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Looking back at her, I found it a little funny and said calmly, "Since you know that he didn't like me, why

are you so nervous?"

"You..." She blushed with shame and couldn't say anything for a moment.

I approached her and sneered. Then I lowered my voice and said, "As for what I can do if I stay by his

side..." At this point, I softened my tone, "He's so good at night. What do you think I'm here for?"

"Arianna, you're so shameless!" Andrea's eyes turned red with anger. Regardless of everything else,

she raised her hands to push me. I was standing in front of the stairs. Instinctively, I moved away from

her pushing me.

But what I didn't expect was that Andrea would lose her balance and fall straight down the stairs.

"Ah..." I heard her heart-wrenching voice from the hall. I didn't realize what was happening and froze

for a moment.

I was pushed away coldly. Afterward, Hendrix flew downstairs to see Andrea, who was already lying

downstairs.

Andrea, who was downstairs, curled up, holding her belly in pain with a pale face. She said in a weak

voice, "My child... My child..."

There was blood spreading underneath her, and it stained a large area of the carpet. I was stunned.

Was... Andrea pregnant?

Hendrix's child?

"Hendrix, child... Our child..." Andrea grabbed Hendrix's sleeves and repeated it over and over again.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Hendrix's forehead. His face was gloomy and sullen, I knew he was

about to fly into a rage.

"Don't be afraid. Our baby will be fine." Hendrix comforted Andrea. Then he held her in his arms and

strode toward the door.

Hendrix took a few steps and suddenly stopped. His face was stern, and his eyes were so dark. His

suppressed anger was evident in his voice. He said, "Well done, Arianna, well done!"

These few simple words contained his indifference, resentment, and anger.

I was stunned on the spot and didn't know what to do for a while!