My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Right now, Brilliant Audit was no longer willing to audit for Shelley Group, hence I could only send their accounts to Alford Audit. As of now, I no longer had a use for Aaron's investigation report. Naturally, I had ignored his message. Unless absolutely necessary, I would never want to be affiliated with Aaron again.

A lot had happened in the past, and we can only put a lid on it and move forward.

The doorbell rang just then. Monique must be back from her shopping trip. As I got up, a wave of vertigo hit me.

Perhaps I had been sitting for too long. I opened the door and lowered my head to look for a pair of slippers for her to put on. I was a little dizzy as I asked, "What did you buy? You've been gone for so long." After that, I threw a pair of furry slippers at the door. Seeing that she didn't respond, I raised my head to look at her.

To my utter surprise, I was greeted with the sight of a man with a dark face and unfathomable eyes. His slender figure appeared at the door, like a guardsman.

I couldn't help but frown. Wasn't he supposed to be with Andrea? What was he doing here?

Still holding onto the door, I was about to shut it in

his face.

Hendrix reached out to grip the door, asking, "Who were you waiting for?"

He held the door open, and I couldn't close it. I couldn't be bothered anyway, so I replied lazily, "Who else would I be waiting for in the dead of the night? Of course, it'd be someone who can relieve me of my loneliness."

His eyes glinted as he snorted. He then walked in and cornered me in the foyer. "What do you mean?"

He straightened his back and rammed into me heavily. "Do you think this can help you get rid of your loneliness?"

My God...

No matter how thick-skinned a person was, they would still blush!

"Why won't you say anything?" Hendrix pressed on as he stuck close to me.

His cold lips landed on my forehead, and then...

"Why didn't you come home?" He asked as he bit my lip, his voice hoarse. "Why are you hiding here?"

"Hendrix, let me go!" I had never seen such a shameless person. One minute, he had Andrea in his grip, and the next minute, he was acting crazy over here.

He pressed his body against mine and whispered, "Do you think I can still let go of you now?"

What was wrong with men nowadays?

Usually, I would've played along. But since the last time I was with him, I hadn't been able to respond to

his touches.

His fingers slowly traveled south. Noticing that I was not reacting, his handsome brows knitted tightly together and he carried me up onto the shoe cabinet.

As he began tugging away at my clothes, I stopped him. "Hendrix, don't waste your time. I don't think I'm interested in you anymore."

I didn't know how this had come to be. Some things may seem intact on the surface, but they were already riddled with holes.

He frowned deeper, and there was a distant look in his eyes. "Why not?"

I opened my mouth, but words failed me.

Hendrix then grabbed me abruptly by the wrist and dragged me into the bathroom. Pinning me under the shower, he twisted the tap and drenched me in ice-cold water.

"Hendrix, what are you doing?" I was somewhat devastated. "What do you want from me? If you want to do it, you should seek Andrea out and let her pleasure you. Why are you bullying me, a pregnant woman?"

It was he who was devoted his love to Andrea and had held her in the palm of his hand. Since that was the case, he should be chasing after her, not torturing me here!

Hendrix finally stopped and shut up. After a long silence, he turned off the shower and stepped back, keeping his distance from me.

I didn't look at him. I didn't have much strength

anyway. After breaking free from him, I slid onto the ground in a sitting position.