My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 2013

Losing my love forever would be painful. If I were to be separated from Hendrix, my future would be incomplete.

However, if I continued to tolerate his ignorance towards his family's machinations, my family would have to live in constant fear and chaos for the rest of their lives. I believed that Hendrix would know better than anyone else how terrifying it is to lose a loved one.

Temporary confusions were acceptable, but we couldn't be like this forever. I was clear on my stance now, but I still wanted to wait for Hendrix.

Hearing everything I said, Hendrix, who hadn't responded, looked at me for several seconds, then smiled.

He leaned in and pecked me on my pale lips that have been chapped from all the crying and biting earlier.

Before I could react, he did it again, and again...

Hendrix held my cheeks gently. His warm kiss felt like a spring breeze brushing against my cheeks as tears welled up in my eyes.

He planted one last kiss on my forehead, before he slowed down and looked into my eyes

intimately.

"I had already given you the answer as soon as I entered the house and told you to cook me a bowl of pasta."

There was pin drop silence in the bedroom. All I could hear was our heavy breathing.

Perhaps my mind was still muddled from all the kissing, because I didn't respond for a moment and asked blankly, "What?"

Hendrix's heart suddenly ached. His big hands softly wrapped around my cheeks. He was holding me like a precious treasure. It felt like I was surrounded by warm feathers, protected in his embrace.