My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 156

Hendrix stiffened at my words. His eyes scanned me, and although I couldn't tell what he was thinking,

I knew that he wasn't in the best mood.

"Have you thought it through?" he asked.

"Yes," I nodded.

"What do you want from me?" he asked with a calm expression. Too calm. For a moment there, I

thought that he was just tolerating my tantrum.

I paused for a while before answering him, "I don't want anything from you. In fact, I don't want me or

the baby to have anything to do with you in the future!"

Since I wanted to cut off what was between us, then I should cut it off cleanly.

He narrowed his eyes at me and asked, "Have you ever thought of how you're going to raise the child

on your own? Who are you planning to ask for help? Is it Sawyer or Aaron?"

I stared at him in disbelief. "Hendrix, what kind of person do you think I am? Don't judge me by your

own standards!"

"What standard do I have?" He leaned towards me and asked, "I've explained about my relationship

with Andrea countless times. However, are you not going to tell me about Aaron if I never asked?"

I frowned at his words as I didn't understand what he meant.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

He raised his eyebrows at me and said, "You refused to come with me to Valerie's birthday party. But

later on, you appeared in Pearis Manor with Aaron, and yet you never explained about that."

That left me speechless. I couldn't come up with an explanation.

He was very good at controlling his emotions. He looked at me and continued, "I never asked you

about that because I was hoping that you would come to me with an explanation. Actions speak louder

than words, Arianna. This is how I show my love for you."

"Aaron and I..." I wanted to say more, but I couldn't. I started to get uncomfortable.

I didn't want to explain anymore. I felt like explaining anything wouldn't make much of a difference.

I looked at him and changed the subject, "Andrea has Valerie and Pedro by her side, but you still can't

let her go, can you? Aaron and I are just friends. Nothing else."

I felt guilty as I said that, and it was visible on my face.

The room felt a bit cold. I knew Hendrix was mad at me, so I guiltily added, "I'm not like Andrea. She

has you, Valerie, Pedro, Austin, and so many others who care so much for her. But I only have myself.

Aaron is the monster in my nightmares, and for that reason alone, he and I will never be more than

friends."

Hearing that, Hendrix's face softened a little. He waved at me, "Come here."

I sat down on the bed, my gaze lowered to the ground. Somehow, I felt wronged. "I can't." Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

He frowned and walked towards me. Then, he kneeled beside me and asked, "Why? Too guilty to walk

on your feet?"

I didn't say anything. He smiled weakly, "I'm sorry for going through the box. Grandpa meant to trap us

in this marriage with that. But Arianna, we both know that marriage wouldn't last if it was bound

forcefully by something. So, I threw the box away. I'm your husband, and you're my wife. I'll take good

care of you and the baby. Let's live happily from now on, okay?"

I was insecure about our marriage. I was always doubtful about Hendrix's words, and at the feelings he

had for Andrea. There was no way I could be sure that he ended things with her.

The only thing I was sure of was that I wanted to build a life with him. I was blessed to marry the man I

loved.

It was a blessing that we would be there for each other for the rest of our lives.

Truth be told, I would never want to leave Hendrix if I wasn't driven to the edge. Our marriage wasn't

only for my sake. I had to consider what was best for the baby too.

If possible, I wanted to live in peace and happiness with Hendrix.

I looked at him and nodded, "Okay."

He smiled, and then he asked feebly, "Can you promise to never bring up divorce in the future?"