My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1829

Upon hearing his words, I suddenly felt that the man in front of me was a stranger. His eyes were brimming with determination and he was carrying himself with the utmost confidence. This wasn't the Ian I used to know.

Although I was surprised by the change in his behavior, I wasn't able to give him any constructive opinion. However, an eye for an eye was a natural response to what had taken place. In the past, Ian had always been a gentle soul and was used to being a pushover. After being taken advantage of for such a long time, it was time to get back what he deserved.

It seemed that the coma did do him good after all.

Ian had hoped to gain my support for his goal. We had been friends for over ten years, so my unconditional agreement was unsurprising. I had planned to lend him some of my existing funds as his start-up capital, but aside from a promise, he did not ask for anything else. Since it was not my place to keep pressing on the matter, I quickly forgot about it.

When I came out of the villa, I felt as if a great load of burden had been lifted off me. I felt carefree and light.

I looked at the sun outside the car window and felt warmth all over. I shielded my face from the harsh rays and gushed, "It's such a nice day today."

"Indeed it is," Aaron replied.

As he said that, our car approached a crossroad. Suddenly, Aaron turned the wheel so that our car moved in the opposite direction from home.

"We're not going home?" I asked, a little anxious. I just wanted to get to the basement of the hospital as soon as possible.

"No, no, no," Aaron repeated nonchalantly without looking at me, "How can there be only one good news on such an amazing day? We're heading to our next stop!"

I frowned. There was nothing I could do about the situation.

I wasn't skilled in martial arts and I couldn't walk through walls. I could only follow him wherever he went.