My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 21

Hendrix did not answer. On the contrary, he questioned, "Where were you?" His tone was cold and indifferent but there was a hint of anger in his voice.

"I went to the company." I went to the kitchen and added, "I'll cook something for you."

Andrea made a scene in the hospital earlier. He probably did not eat anything. At the thought of that, I felt that I should mind my own business. I was going to leave him anyway; I could not care less if he died of hunger.

Even so, we were married for two years. Even if I were to leave, we did not have to tear each other into pieces. We should end things nicely and leave some beautiful memories.

After boiling the water, I suddenly felt a chill down my spine. I look over my shoulder out of reflex. Immediately, I met Hendrix's icy gaze.

"What... What's wrong?" Usually, he would be cold or disgusted when he stared at me. Yet, he was too complicated for me to read at the moment. I did not know how to react and I panicked.

He did not speak. I assumed that he did not want to talk to me. Therefore, I simply kept my mouth shut and cooked instant noodles for him. I put the bowl of noodles on the dining table and said, "The fridge is empty and there are only eggs, therefore just tolerate for the moment!"

I turned to go upstairs to shower but he suddenly asked, "We should just tolerate our marriage too?"

I was taken aback. There was a sharp pain in my chest. I would usually keep silent but strangely, my eyes were a little red. I stared at him and retorted, "Even if we can't, we've tolerated it for two years, right?"

"Hendrix, let's divorce." I took out the divorce papers I signed and placed them in front of him. I continued bitterly, "I signed it. You should have a look. We should settle everything with the lawyer."