My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 16

I nodded since I did not intend to hide from him, "He planned to divorce me at first. If I told him about

the child, he might see that as a way of threatening him not to divorce."

He raised his eyebrows. "But he knows by now. What is your next plan?"

The words struck me and I was too stunned to say a word for a second.

I looked at him and asked tentatively, "Do you think Hendrix will accept this child?" Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

"I'm not Hendrix," he said as he put the phone back into his pocket before he turned to me, "But

Hendrix is already 30 years old. So, there's no reason for him not to accept the child."

Just as he finished his words, he put both his hands in the white lab coat and walked out of the room.

If this was the case, would Hendrix accept the child?

But after all, I got excited too soon. When Andrea broke into the ward, I was having an infusion. Soon,

she rushed in and strangled me.

Her blood-shot eyes were terrifying, "B*tch, why are you pregnant? Arianna, you have killed my child.

So you don't even think of giving birth to the child."

With her hand around my throat, I could hardly breathe. I grabbed her hand tightly while trying to save

myself from her craziness. But she was so devastated that she could not even control herself.

She looked at me in her ferocious features and said, "I won't let this child to be born. Don't you ever

wish to give birth to the child and tie Hendrix up!"

She had always looked sick and weak, but she was surprisingly strong at the moment. I tried to save

myself but I failed since I couldn't move at all.

Finally, I managed to throw her some words, "You need to... pay for murder."

She smirked as she exerted more strength on me, "It's worth it if I could kill both of you and your child

at the same time."

"Andrea, what are you doing?" A low deep voice of a man was heard at the door.

Listening to that, Andrea suddenly turned into a statue since she was too stunned to move for a

second. Her flaming eyes which were just filled with complete anger suddenly turned teary. Perhaps

she was surrounded with complete agitation earlier, so the presence of Hendrix at the moment made

her fall to the floor in a disheveled heap.

Hendrix quickly cuddled her in his arm. I finally got my freedom back, and instinctively breathed in the

fresh air with my mouth wide opened.

She managed to calm herself down after some time. While being cuddled by Hendrix in his arm,

Andrea sobbed, "Hendrix, you promised me before not to let another girl give birth to your child, this is

your promise!"

I had already calmed down. Half leaning on the bed, I looked at the couples. There was some

indescribable feeling deep in my heart and I felt uneasy.

Hendrix glanced at me in his eyes and he looked indifferent. He put his palm on Andrea while

comforting her in his attractive voice, "Don't cry, you have just recovered, violent mood swings are not

good for your health."

Andrea looked at him with determination as she wiped away her tears. "Hendrix, you won't let her give

birth to the child, will you?"

I stared at Hendrix while anxiously waiting for his answer.

Hendrix had no intention to look at me at all. Instead, he put the attention on Andrea while gently wiped

the tears that fell on her cheeks, he then said in a gentle way, "Andrea, don't be mischievous."

The answer gave me a sigh of relief. At least, Hendrix had no intention to abort the child.

"I am not being mischievous!" Andrea who had just calmed down began to agitate again. It seemed

that tears started to fall down her cheeks like no end. She grabbed the end of his shirt, trying to gain his

sympathy as she started sobbing, "Hendrix, you made the promise to my brother that you would take

care of me, and now that he was gone, I have nothing left...except for you."

She broke down and cried like there was no tomorrow while pointing at me, "You won't divorce her

once she gives birth to the child, will you? Once you have your own family, you will have no time and

effort to take care of me anymore, and I will be left with nothing. This is not what I want, I don't want to

be alone..."