My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1281

However, he didn't understand. This was the difference between men and women. Not only did he not leave, but he also shamelessly chose to stay with me. He lay beside me and said, "Then we'll stay here tonight. The door is broken. I'll ask someone to repair it later."

I took a deep breath and held it in my heart. Seeing him crawl to my side, I kicked at him without thinking. He was unprepared, and he didn't expect that I would suddenly kick him so hard. He rolled off the bed and fell to the ground without any precaution. Because he was not on guard, his head hit the corner of the bedside table.

There was a dull thud, accompanied by his muffled groans. I froze for a moment. I wanted to go down to help him up, but when I saw him hugging his head, I hesitated.

Nevertheless, I managed to stop myself. Sitting at the edge of the bed, I asked tentatively, "Are you alright?"

The sound of his pain came into my ears. "It hurts!"

I was afraid that he would lie to me, so I said, "I didn't mean it. I didn't expect that you would fall down like that. Get up and let me have a look." "It hurts!" He was still lying on the ground, without making any movement. He just kept saying that it was painful.

I couldn't just let him be and was a little worried. I got out of bed and went to his side to help him up. When I saw a large bruise on his forehead, I felt a little distressed. "How could it be so serious? I'm sorry, I'll get you some medicine to treat it now."

I got up and helped him to the bed. I went to grab the first aid kit. Maybe it was because he had hit his head so hard, he laid on the bed and waited for me patiently. I sat by the bed and applied medicine on his wound. After that, some people came to repair the door.

I applied the medicine for Hendrix, saw to the repairmen who arrived, and sent them away. I changed the password lock and set the password back to Naomi's birth date.

When I returned to the bedroom, Hendrix was lying on the bed, looking as if he was asleep.

Seeing that the bruises on his forehead had mostly dissipated, I heaved a sigh of relief. I turned off the light and laid down on the bed. Just as I closed my eyes, Hendrix pressed down on me with his arm. I frowned and said, "Sleep properly!" He said like a child, "I can only sleep with you in

my arms!" This was obviously bullsh*t.

Because of the incident earlier that day, as well as the incident at the Lancille Village, I couldn't help but think of the accident I had in the hospital. I moved a little and leaned into Hendrix's arms. I asked, "Hendrix, did you investigate what happened at the hospital?"

He never told me about it. There were a lot of things that happened recently, and I had almost forgotten about it.

He hugged me and put his chin on my neck. When he spoke, his hot breath hit me in the ear, and it was itchy. "It has something to do with Sebastian. Dahlia and Kaleb were part of it. The hospital's surveillance tapes had been damaged. There is no way to get evidence."

"Dahlia?" I was surprised. "How did she get involved in this?"

"The anesthesia in the hospital was used by Kaleb's men, and the one who took you away was Kaleb. Their original purpose was for you to disappear for a few hours, but they didn't expect that when they handed you over to Dahlia, Dahlia would take you to the morgue and lock you in the freezer." He held me in his arms and breathed on my shoulder with some lingering fear. "Your friend is more merciless than you imagined. Don't meet her again if you can in the future."