My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 2342

My tears fell uncontrollably. Afraid I wouldn't remember Hendrix's temperature, I didn't dare to move.

"You're so stupid. How can you not remember the secret between us? I shouldn't have told you the truth so soon. I'm sorry."

He buried his head in my neck, his stubble gently rubbing my cheeks. The next second, hot tears fell into my ears, instantly igniting my suppressed emotions.

"Hendrix!"

By then, I couldn't care less about losing everything after waking up from my dream, so I buried my face in his chest to breathe in his familiar scent.

The bedroom was so dark that I couldn't see his face. I touched his back a few more times to confirm that he was real and not just my illusion.

"It really is you!" I put my arms around his neck, not caring about my image.

In the darkness, my hand slipped across his cheek, Hendrix's face looked so surreal.

"You're so sloppy." I smiled bitterly, making fun of his stubble, which was neither too long nor too short. Imagining Hendrix's mature look, I couldn't help but laugh.

Hendrix held the back of my head, cradling me into his arms. Breathing a sigh of relief, he said, "I thought you really didn't want to live anymore. I haven't slept for days."

Hearing this, I felt a burst of pain in my chest. I stubbornly asked him to let go, "You came here to see me, and now you know that I'm fine, go back and rest. I don't want you to die of exhaustion instead of in Jordan's hands."