My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 197

Sawyer pulled a long face, but he answered honestly, "Not really. It's just that the person I like is

pregnant."

"What the f*ck?" I mouthed at him.

I shot daggers at him, thinking that he was certainly trying to add fuel to the fire.

He avoided my gaze and looked at Hendrix with an unruly expression.

Hendrix remained graceful and calm. "It's a pity that this pregnant lady is married and with a child now.

You don't stand a chance."

"Not exactly. You can always get a divorce. She's married to the wrong person because it was a

decision made when she was young. She'll realize that and get a divorce sooner or later," Sawyer

spoke with certainty.

Their conversation was going nowhere, and I couldn't listen to them any longer. I got up and said, "I'm

full. You two can take your time."

As I got up and leave the restaurant, I heard Sawyer recklessly gabbled behind me, "Arianna,

remember our deal. Let me be your child's godfather. If not, I can be his father

too!"

I fled in a hurry and left these words behind.

My car was parked just a few steps away from the entrance of the mall, so I got into the car almost right

away. Hendrix also followed into my car, and the look on his face was terrifying.

I started the engine and reminded him, "Fasten your seat belt."

Hendrix glanced at me and hissed, "I won't die!"

Seeing him like this, I simply didn't say anything else and drove back to the villa. It wasn't too late when

we came out of the mall. It was only about four in the afternoon.

Minnie was gardening in the yard which was messed up by the heavy rain. After Minnie spent a few

days in the yard, it had once again become lively as before.

She beamed when she saw Hendrix and I came back together. "You're back! What do you want to eat

tonight?"

"Whatever," Hendrix replied before I could open my mouth to answer.

Then, he dragged me back to the bedroom. He held onto me so tightly that I felt pain in my wrist.

Hendrix slammed the door shut and cornered me to the wall, casting a shadow over me. He looked

especially ghastly.

"Hendrix, you I was a little afraid at his sudden burst of anger. So, I decided to break the silence.

"Godfather? Really?" He scoffed, cutting me off. He then mocked, "Arianna, I didn't know that you're so

close with him. He even wants to become the father of your child!"

Hand- tied, I could only curse Sawyer in secret. He really could have kept his mouth shut.

I raised my head and looked upwards at Hendrix, who was one head taller than me. Then, I forced a

smile and explained, "Can't you tell? He's talking nonsense."

"I can't!" As soon as he said that, Hendrix lowered his head and bit on my neck.

I gasped in surprise and pain. "Hendrix, you're putting the blame on me!" Sawyer was the one who

talked nonsense, and Hendrix was in his thirties. He should be able to differentiate between right and

wrong.

I didn't even say anything about his lunch with Chloe, and yet he overreacted just by hearing Sawyer's

nonsense.

I glared at him with grievances.

Seeing me in such a state, he narrowed his eyes at me, and he kissed gently along the spot where he

had bitten me earlier. He spoke, but he sounded muffled. "You're absurd."

The temperature was rising in the room. All of a sudden, he tightened his grip on my waist and

demanded in a hoarse voice, "Focus!"

Then, he suddenly picked me up and threw me onto the bed. He was tall and slender, and he stood in

front of me, "Take it off." Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

When I noticed where he was gesturing to, I was rendered speechless. I placed my hands on my baby

bump and gazed at him without many emotions. "The doctor said we shouldn't have sex. It might harm

the baby."

This was the truth, which was why I could say it out loud so calmly.

Hendrix looked deep into my eyes with his dark eyes, and he parted his thin lips, "Who gave you the

confidence?"