My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 313

I was awakened by the sound of the thunder roaring outside. When I opened my eyes, I felt numb from the cold. I had forgotten to close the window before going to bed, so the heavy rain drifted in.

I fumbled for my phone and looked at the time. Seeing that it was only past midnight, I couldn't help but frown. Now that I had woken up, I might not be able to sleep for the rest of the night.

There were dozens of missed calls on the phone. Although it wasn't a saved number on my phone, I recognized the numbers. All of the missed calls were from Hendrix.

Slightly irked, I wanted to switch off my cell phone altogether. However, Hendrix called again before I could switch it off. His brows furrowed together, I frowned and answered it, "Hendrix, what else do you want from me? Do I need to die to stop you from bothering me?"

"Arianna, you know what I want. If I had stayed with you..." His voice was hoarse, and I could also faintly hear the falling rain through the speaker.

Annoyed, I wanted to hang up the phone. He seemed to have sensed that, and he quickly added, "I'm downstairs!"

I was stunned. Unaware of it, 1 went to the balcony and looked downwards at the street. Under a street light, Hendrix was standing in the rain in black. His posture was so upright that he almost looked like a piece of wood from a distance.

My blood boiled. "Hendrix, are you out of your mind?" I yelled to the phone. "Why stand in the rain in the middle of the night? You like torturing yourself?"

He laughed, "Are you mad? Does it mean that you care about me?"

I was rendered speechless.

There was something seriously wrong with his mind.

"Hendrix, you're sick. You need to see a doctor," After I said that, I hung up the phone in frustration.

The rain was pouring outside. The rain in late autumn was unlike the warm midsummer rain. Hendrix would easily catch a cold if he continued.

After contemplating, I went through my contact list and called Josiah. He didn't answer. So, I dialed Austin's number, and it rang for quite a while before someone finally answered it.

"Arianna? What's the matter?"

I pursed my lips and said, "Hendrix is tormenting himself at Central Park Residence. If you don't want him to die, come and bring him home. Oh, and please tell him that even if he wants to die, don't do that near me. I want nothing to do with his dead body. Thank you very much."