My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 308

I was quivering, and every cell of my body was squealing to push Hendrix away.

Irvin wasn't here, so I had no one to ask for help from. It left me no choice but to stand stiffly and let him hold me.

As the rain poured, I lost my strength and grew more light-headed.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in a hospital.

I glanced sideways, and I saw Hendrix's haggard but still handsome face.

He was sleeping, barely supporting himself on the edge of the hospital bed. It didn't seem like a comfortable position to sleep in, but perhaps he was exhausted too. There was stubble on his chin, which I hadn't seen for a long time. It made him look more raddled.

It seemed like he brought me to the hospital.

Just the thought of it gave me a headache. I fumbled to get up, but he woke up in a startle, probably because he heard my movements.

Seeing that I was going to get out of bed, Hendrix stood up and held me down against the bed. His eyes deep with emotions, he said, "You should rest some more. The doctor is coming back for an IV later."

My brows furrow, I swept his hand off my shoulder. Irritation and anxiety grew inside me, and, raising my voice, I said, "Hendrix, I want you to stay away from me. Stay away! Can't you understand that?"

I could keep my thoughts in rein when I'm with Irvin, but not with Hendrix. Seeing him would remind me of Andrea, stirring up the darkness and hatred that I had struggled to bury so deep in my heart.

Hendrix was shocked to see me suddenly burst out in frustration. But it was only for a moment, and soon, he calmed down. He looked at me and soothed, "Relax. Okay, I'll go. But, promise me you'll take the IV and medicine later."