My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 43

Hendrix frowned. He glanced at the untouched food on the table and uttered, "Eat something before we go."

As they were focused on Andrea, no one noticed that I was scalded. In fact, no one even noticed that the soup was spilled on me.

I stood by the table silently. Suddenly, I felt so ridiculous and foolish for being there.

"I'll be leaving." With that, I turned and strode out of the restaurant. My heart was seemingly stabbed by a cold dagger. I could not remove it and it was causing me incessant heartache.

Fate may be not fair. When she was given candies, joy, and happiness, but what I only had was the pain.

"Arianna!" Just then, I heard an angry voice behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw Hendrix running after me.

He frowned at me and was suppressing his anger as he spoke, "What are you doing?"

What was I doing? Was he blaming me for bumping into Andrea?

"I've lost my appetite, so I want to leave." I was miserable, hence I did not want to explain much. I was afraid that I would lose control and show him my weak side.

He strode to me with a sullen look and reprimanded,

"Arianna, where are your manners?"

He grabbed my wrist and I raised my head to stare at him. I spotted his ferocious look and our eyes met. Then, I chuckled. "Manners? Hendrix, what's your definition of manners? Is it a husband taking care of another woman and ignoring his wife's feelings?"