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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 495

After I bought the medicine, I arranged the medicine accordingly and handed a cup of warm water I got from the pharmacy to the cold-hearted man. Then, I told him, "Take the meds."

He fell silent and was as cold as ice. Seeing me shivering from the cold, the driver turned on the heater and handed me a coat. "Madam Roberts, please put on your coat first."

The driver then handed me Hendrix's black tuxedo that he had been wearing. I didn't know when he had taken it off.

I was speechless. This man was really more annoying than a woman.

Seeing that his eyes were still closed while he pinched between his eyebrows, I told him again, "Hendrix, take them. If you don't want to take the medicine, you'll die of pain. I'm exhausted, so I don't have the energy to do this with you right now."

I placed the medicine and warm water on the car seat. Then, I threw his coat on him. I opened the car door to get out of his car.

He grabbed my wrist and asked, "Where are you going?"

"It's none of your business!" I yelled angrily.

"Let's go home!" He said indifferently. Then, the car roared to life.

I wasn't in a rush to say anything. I stared at Hendrix and tried to get him to take the medicine again.

He opened his eyes and his obsidian pupils were bloodshot. I bet he hadn't been able to rest well these days.

He took the medicine without saying a word. Then, he continued closing his eyes and pretended to sleep. The driver was a little confused and asked, "Madam, shall we go to the hospital or...?"

"Let's go home!" Hendrix ordered indubitably.

I curled my lips. There was a buzzing sound in my head. "Hendrix..."

"Josiah will be there in a moment," he added in a fatigued voice.

I didn't say anything in response.

It didn't take too long for us to arrive at the villa. It was particularly inconvenient for me to lift the hem of my skirt anytime I had to move. When I got out of the car, I saw that Hendrix still had his eyes shut.

The driver stared at me bashfully, as if he didn't dare to lay a hand on Hendrix.

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