My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 312

I knew I was running away from him and avoiding the problem. But I simply couldn't continue to stay with him as though nothing had happened.

I could accept the fact that he didn't love me. I could even endure the complicated relationship between Andrea and him.

As long as I had my child, I wouldn't mind it. Even if Hendrix didn't love me, he would love his own child.

But now that my baby was dead, I couldn't find a reason to continue my marriage with him. I didn't want to deceive myself that I was fine with him not loving me. I couldn't bear another second seeing him and Andrea flirt with each other every time I see them. I would turn crazy.

"Divorce?" He was visibly upset. "Arianna, must we do this?"

I nodded. Although I felt an intense pain in my heart, I somehow managed to keep my face straight and calm. I said, "Hendrix, I can't continue like this. I married you because I owed Grandpa for taking in Grandma and me when we were in despair. I wanted to return his favor with my whole life. But I've been through so much since then. I think I've done more than enough to repay his favor. So, please, just let me go."

He suddenly laughed coldly, "So, you're telling me that you married me only to return the favor?"

I nodded, "Yes."

His face darkened, "Pay it back with the rest of your life then. I would never break up with you, and I won't ever leave you."

I was shocked and immediately felt distressed. I cried, "Hendrix, don't you understand? I hate you. I don't want to be with you at all. I don't want to see you anymore!"

He lowered his head, concealing the pain in his eyes, and said, "Then you'd better get used to living with me in hatred. The best revenge you can get is to constantly remind the person that you hate them, isn't it?"

"You're out of your mind!" I shouted in anguish. "I don't want to get my hands dirty. The universe will do the job."

After that, I hurried towards the entrance of the residential building. Hendrix followed behind me and said, "Irvin won't be able to take care of you for the rest of your life. Come home with me!"

He grabbed my arms. Not wanting him to touch me at all, I revulsed and pushed him away. I didn't care whether I would fall off the steps. I only wanted him away with me.