My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 258

Hendrix smiled at my complaints and asked me to lie on my side. Then, he began to massage my legs and arms.

Frankly, the massage didn't do much to relieve the discomfort. But because he was there by my side, it didn't take long for me to fall asleep.

The next day, I woke up in the bedroom, feeling suffocated in my dreams. I had always liked to sleep on my back, so even though I went to bed on my sides, I would turn to lie flat on my back in my sleep anyway.

And since the baby was getting bigger by day, it wasn't abnormal for me to wake up in a startle for fear that I would be suffocated.

I turned over and laid sideways to catch up with my breath. Eventually, I felt better. Hendrix was long gone from the bedroom.

I went down to the ground floor after washing up, and Heather had already prepared breakfast.

I wasn't hungry, so I declined when she asked if I needed anything. Heather got nervous when she heard my answer, and she urged, "Mrs. Roberts, are you not satisfied with what I've prepared? Do you want to eat something else? Please let me know. I'll make it for you later!"

I shook my head. I didn't feel like eating anything. Instead, I went for a walk in the courtyards,

There was a hammock chair in the yard. I went to rest on it after walking for a while, but I quickly drifted into slumber, most probably because I hadn't slept well the night before.

I was half- awake when I felt something crawling on my legs. It was soft and slippery. I tried to shake it away in a daze, but it was futile. The slithery feeling on my skin didn't feel good.

I forced my eyes open to look at what it was, and when I did, my hair stood on its end. It was a hot summer, so I was wearing a short skirt. What I saw was a snake-with black and white rings continued right around its body - gliding up my bare leg to my lap, threatening me with its fangs.

Trembling in fear, I instinctively slapped the snake away, falling off the hammock chair in the process of it because I had moved too fast. Even though I fell to the ground, I still managed to shout at the top of my lungs, "Go away!"

My loud scream had attracted the attention of the staff members in the compound. Doctors, helpers, and bodyguards rushed to my location in no time, and their face was ashen when they saw me on the ground.

Hilda, who Hendrix had asked to come to Jarold City with us from Ucrebury, was prompt to respond, "Someone call 911 immediately! She needs to go to the hospital right away."