My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 45

Suddenly, Hendrix stopped talking. I was curious, so I looked up and asked, "What happened next?" My voice was hoarse from crying.

The corner of his lips curled into a smile when I took the initiative to ask him. He planted a kiss on my forehead gently.

He continued to explain, "In the end, my grandfather and I fled back to the country. We fled for our lives and we were in a mess. On the way back, we encountered a pair of siblings. They were from Jarold City. They went to the border to do business. My grandfather and I lost all our money and documents when escaping, so we could only borrow money from the siblings to return home. However, we didn't expect those desperadoes to follow us. In the end, we dragged the siblings into the mess..."

At this point, I had a rough idea of the story.

I stared at him and asked, "Was it Andrea and her brother?"

He nodded. "Casper's heart was injured. I took him back to the country and let him rest. Initially, the doctors could heal him but something happened. After he passed away, he entrusted Andrea to me."

"If they saved you, why wouldn't your grandfather let you marry Andrea?" If Master Roberts could accept me, he should also let Andrea marry Hendrix, right? After all, she had shown up earlier than I did. Moreover, she and her brother had even saved Hendrix and Master Roberts.

Hendrix chuckled when he noticed that I was widening my eyes at him in curiosity. He asked in return, "Do you feel better now?"

That was the first time he had smiled at me. He looked gentle and pure, and there was only happiness. He was no longer cold or distant.

I was taken aback by this and felt slightly embarrassed. I broke away from his arms and insisted, "You haven't answered me yet!"

"That doesn't matter anymore. It's getting late and we should go to bed." As he spoke, he pulled me into his arms again. He pressed my hand on his groin and said in a hoarse voice, "Arianna, you should finish what you started."

I widened my eyes at him. I could not believe my ears and my face flushed red. This man...

"I haven't recovered!" I muttered under my breath.

His breathing was uneven.