In fact, it wasn't so much that it was hidden, but rather that I hadn't paid enough attention to him.
I didn't ask, because I just wanted to know if the promise we made with each other in the past still counted right now.
Hendrix was just like that scar. He didn't try to hide himself away, but he had always been standing under a heavy shadow. He habitually chose to be silent. But now that the shadow had faded away, it was time to reveal his heart freely under the sun.
Everything was difficult in the beginning and there was always a first time.
"That year when you were kidnapped while you were pregnant with our first child, we heard news from Jarold City that someone had found out the truth about my parents' accidental death. I rushed over there by myself. As expected, I was ambushed and got shot in the leg. Although Pedro's men saved me, I was bedridden for two whole months."
His tone was light, critical and relaxed. It was as though he was talking about someone else.
I still felt a stabbing pain whenever I recalled the events of the year. On top of the despair I felt from losing my child, I still agonized about the darkness I had been stuck in from my coma that lasted for two whole months.
At the darkest and most helpless moment of life, any help and care provided by other people were all futile. Hendrix was absent during the times I needed him the most. So, for a long time, I wasn't willing to even utter his name.
At that time, Hendrix had been so eager for revenge. He knew that it was a trap, but was willing to take the risk and gamble his own life away, neglecting me and our child. There must have been a reason for this.
But in the end, we had fought hand-in-hand, until now. Whatever happened in the past should stay in the past.
"Andrea was the one who took care of you in those two months. So, in order to repay her for that, you got engaged to her?" I smiled faintly and made fun of him.
Hendrix shrugged and didn't agree nor disagree with me. "Not exactly. Back then, I wasn't ruthless enough. Andrea would cry and make a fuss all the time. I owed this to Casper, so there was nothing I could do about it. Furthermore, it was only an engagement, so there were plenty of opportunities for me to break my promise."
"Humph..." I snorted and said knowingly, "It seems that I wasn't coy enough back then to win your heart."
"It's not too late to try it now." Hendrix squinted his eyes slightly, with a naughty smile on his face.
"Forget it." I waved my hand at him and turned to leave. "Mr. Roberts, if you are missing Andrea, feel free to go looking for her. I'd bet she would love it."
I didn't want to be sensitive about it, but I still couldn't get a hold of myself whenever her name came up.
Luckily, Hendrix didn't reply to this, so this matter was left unsettled.
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