Hendrix gazed down at me as if he had read my mind, his gaze inexplicable.
"What do you mean?" He lowered his voice, colder than usual.
"I mean what I said." I didn't look up but carefully adjusted his clothes.
The atmosphere in the car suddenly tensed. Hendrix parted his lips, wanting to say something when heavy footsteps suddenly sounded from the quiet basement.
Looking up, Serene and Austin had already stepped out of the elevator and were coming over.
When I realized this, I immediately opened the door and was ready to get off the car. "I should go."
"Arianna." Hendrix suddenly grabbed my arm and deliberately lowered his voice with a burning passion, "No matter what you thought in the past, from now on, you must remember - whether I am dead or alive, as long as it is possible, you must live for me. Remember this."
Hendrix's teeth were clenched as he grabbed my wrist hard. Then he suddenly loosened his grip and let me get out of the car. I hid behind the weight- bearing pillar a few meters away before Serene and the rest came over.
Soon, Hendrix left Austin and Serene and drove out of the parking lot alone. The two were not surprised. When their own car was driven over, they soon disappeared as well.
Only when the basement was completely quiet again did I walk out from behind the stone pillar.
I stood still, staring at the sign in the distance for a few seconds. I suddenly felt my heart palpitate as I thought of what Hendrix said.
He was direct with his words - he contemplated leaving me.
What had happened to him to have made him so willing to sacrifice everything just to ensure my survival? Why had he become so hopeless?
No longer able to wait around, I called Mullen and asked her to meet me at a nearby coffee shop.
The Golden Roof Restaurant was located in one of the most bustling streets in the city centre, and nearby cafes were just as popular. Fifteen minutes later, Miller led her man in.
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