My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1708

Three days had passed without any news from Irvin and the others.

These days, I felt like I was walking on thin ice and slept uneasily every night. Every day, the only way I could fall asleep was by watching the video of my baby.

In the middle of one night, I had just drifted off when I heard the creaking of the door downstairs. I woke up immediately, put on my coat, and ran downstairs.

By the time I reached the lobby, Rachel had already gone up the other flight of stairs, and the bodyguard was nowhere to be found. Irvin was the only one left in the large living room. He wore a black cloak, and he had an aura of servitude about him. Just like when I first saw him here, he was staring at the portrait of Jesus on the cross.

Hearing my footsteps, Irvin asked, "Why haven't you slept yet? Are you waiting for me?"

Irvin's voice was soft and clear, revealing the joy within it.

I didn't want to be too narcissistic with him, so I changed the subject. "It seems that you didn't do well this time."

"Are you hoping that's the case, Arianna?" Irvin asked as he walked over to me like nothing had happened. "God won't always be by Hendrix's side."

He stopped in front of me, leaning forward slightly, and gave me a once-over. His humble and gentle face suddenly became more sullen.

"But it doesn't necessarily mean that I will stand on your side, does it?" I quietly swallowed, showing no emotion.

He wanted to see the worry and panic on my face. This was exactly what Irvin was looking forward to. I was not fooled by him.

Irvin raised his eyebrows with interest and stood up straight as if he had heard a big joke. Then, he smiled and looked at me mockingly. "Not necessarily."