My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 150

His voice rough, he retorted at me, "Let go of you? Didn't you make all this fuss to provoke me so that I would do this to you? What's the matter? Are you not happy with the outcome?"

"Hendrix, you can just let me know if you don't want the baby! You don't have to use the same method twice on me to force me to get rid of the child," I stopped struggling. I knew I wouldn't be able to escape from his grasp.

He stopped what he was doing and closed his eyes. He let out a long sigh before he whispered into my ears, sounding weak, "Arianna, what do you want me to do?"

I didn't answer him. It stung my heart whenever I thought of our future. When would this end? When would we stop torturing each other?

"Get off of me. It's uncomfortable," I pushed at Hendrix's chest. We could never settle the problems that laid between us in a mere couple of days.

After all, Rome was not built in one day.

He said, "I'm afraid I can't."

My face turned red as I felt something hard against me. I fumed at him, "Hendrix, this is the hospital!"

He nodded, "I know, do you want to?"

"No!" I rejected it. He was out of line.

Hendrix kissed me on the forehead and directed my hands to reach downwards. I grimaced, wishing that the ground would swallow me up.

Our movements continued for quite a while. I was very close to exploding from embarrassment, and so I asked him impatiently, "Are you done yet?"

"Almost," he groaned.

Speechless, I could only wait for him to finish up.

When Hendrix was finally done, he let go of my hand. He turned to lay on his back, trying to slow down his rapid breathing.

I got up, really didn't want to stay in the same space as he did for any longer.

After smoothing down the wrinkles on my outfit, I left the ward without saying a word to Hendrix.

As expected, I ran into Andrea near the door, and my face still flushed from the activity earlier.

Judging by her expression, she must have seen what happened.

"Arianna, you're shameless!" At this point, she had repeated that same sentence so much that I was immune to it.