My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 67

I...

It was a misunderstanding!

I didn't know that he was actually reaching over to buckle my seatbelt.

Faking a smile at him, I turned my attention to the scenery outside the window.

As he held my hand, warmth spread through my body gradually. I was stunned and looked at Hendrix, who was driving with one hand and holding my hand with the other.

When he saw me staring at him, he raised my hand to his lips and kissed it. "Other than the food you mentioned, what else are you craving for?'¹

Such a rare warm and peaceful interaction made my heart race and my face blush. However, this paled in comparison to the burning warmth of his kiss on the back of my hand.

I withdrew my hand and stammered, "A-Anything is fine!" Right now, anything was fine for me.

I could hear Hendrix's deep laughter rumbling in his throat. It seemed like he was in a very good mood.

Back at the villa, before I could get out of the car, he had already opened the door and offered his hand to me.

"I can walk on my own." After all, I was not so dainty as to require assistance at every turn.

"Come here." Nonetheless, he ignored me and picked me up in an overbearing manner, then strode into the villa.

Setting me down on the sofa in the living room, he brought out the prescribed medicine. After scrutinizing it for a while, he took out a few black pills and handed them to me. "Take these."

I frowned, not keen on taking the medication.

Upon my hesitation, he went into the kitchen and came out with something white in his palm. It was rock sugar.

"After you have taken the medicine, you can counter the bitterness with this."

I...

Sure enough, men can be stupid sometimes. This was not traditional medicine. Why would I eat rock sugar?

I took the pills from his hand and gulped them down with some water. After that, I went straight back to the bedroom.

If I stayed with Hendrix any longer, I'd start becoming unreasonable.