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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 963

I was stunned. Looking at the anger on his handsome face, I was a little scared. I didn't know what to say, so I looked at him motionlessly, a little absent-minded.

He seemed to realize that he'd been too rough. He took a slight breath to suppressed his anger, and looked at me darkly. "When did you go to Myanway? Why did you go there? What happened in Myanway? How did you come back? I want to know."

He stood in front of me, and his tall body almost blocked all light from my gaze.

I stared at him blankly as I said, "It's all in the past. There's nothing to say."

"What do you mean you don't have anything to say? Arianna, are you treating me like an idiot? Even if you look down on me, I'm still your husband, right? Do you think a husband doesn't even have the right to know what happened to his wife?"

I have never seen him like this. He was angry and irritable, and seemingly very helpless. Perhaps he was at wit's end on how to deal with me.

"Yes!" I spoke and looked towards the sparkling waves on the river. "After leaving Jarold City, I went to Andoland to see that child, and then I came to Asherton. Later, I met Michael. 5 years have passed, but he has not let go of the past, so he found someone to frame me..."

"Somehow, when you experience certain things, you don't feel anything. When you recall them later, you realize how difficult it was. Such is life."

He listened quietly to me. I also narrated the time I met him in Myanway, and how Dahlia was hurt because of me. I told him everything.

After a moment of silence, he looked at me and said, "I'm not opposed if you're doing what you like, but Arianna, you're a married woman. You shouldn't live with Sebastian. If someone notices, it'll cause a scene. It may be worse than we can handle!"

"I know that, but I've just come back. I don't have a better choice for the time being."

But this was not the problem we wanted to discuss. Looking at him, I said with a serious face, "Hendrix, I originally wanted to leave silently, but now it seems impossible. I shouldn't have told you about what Dahlia mentioned, but I have done so. Now that we are here, let's talk about our affairs, just you and me!"

Our eyes met. His gaze was deep and bright, filled with determination and warmth. "Okay!"

I sat on one of the benches and looked at the ripples caused by the breeze blowing across the river, as well as the swaying willows.

I sighed slightly and said, "Hendrix, I've never considered continuing being with you, since I left Jarold City. The reason why I didn't mention divorce is that, in my opinion, we have already split five years ago. After all, if an employee misses work for three days, it means automatic termination. The same principle goes fora marriage. If we' re separated for three years, our divorce would be automatically made legal. Therefore, in many ways, we are finished, despite being husband and wife in name."

His face darkened, and he looked at me motionlessly. "You can say these words so easily. Is it because you have never considered my feelings? Or because you have never loved me?"

I remained silent, but my heart ached. I took a faint breath and responded to his question, "You can treat it as such. That I never loved you."

He pinched my wrist so hard that it hurt, but I didn't react. I allowed him to grip me.

"Hendrix, everything is bound to come to an end, including relationships. Sometimes I may be quite undignified... When I want something, I desperately want to chase after it. But after I get it, I don't think it's a big deal. Not to mention what you've done to me in the past three years, you set my mother up, and killed my child. I cannot forget all of this. I hate you so much that I can't continue to live with you, least of all... love you."

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