My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1870

Soon after, the police and ambulance arrived.

"Police, out of the way! We do not want people causing any disruption!"

The police cleared the scene, then went forward and pulled Hendrix, who was in a daze, away. "Please cooperate with us and leave immediately."

Hendrix stood up expressionlessly and walked towards me.

Behind him, the police checked if Trent was breathing and reported to his colleagues, "He's not breathing and has entered a state of apparent death."

We went to the police station to make our statement. At three in the afternoon, we received news that Trent's heart had stopped beating.

The Roberts had no other relatives, so Hendrix and I handled everything. When we were finally done, it was already late at night while it was daytime in Mesville.

As soon as we stepped out of the police station, Hendrix's phone rang.

No sound came from the other side of the phone, which made Hendrix's face fall. "Why did you do

that?"

I immediately knew who it was.

Johannes was the only one who would call and pretend to care.

His voice was low and heavy, with an aura that resembled death. The resentment he radiated was impossible to miss.

He had more gratitude for the people who raised him. To Hendrix, the Roberts were far more worthy of his protection than Johannes, who was merely biologically related to him.

"Johannes, that was your younger brother." Hendrix clenched his fists while trembling in anger.

"Hendrix..." I carefully held his fist in my hand to let him know that I was there for him.