My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 101

He seemed overly calm, and I could not figure out what he was thinking.

After some hesitation, I said, "Hendrix, I'm still your wife before we divorce."

"Heh!" He sneered. "So you are aware that you're my wife.'¹

At this moment, I knew that he was unhappy with the scandal. I softened my voice, "Hendrix, I have

nothing to do with Sawyer. It's just a groundless accusation made by the paparazzi. You, of all people,

should know better.¹'

"So?" He stood up, his voice dripped in coldness. "Arianna, do you really think that you can do

whatever you want just because you're pregnant?"

I could not stand his iciness anymore. He clearly knew about my relationship with Sawyer, but he still

ridiculed me just because he did not like me.

Feeling wronged, I raised my voice at him. "I do whatever I want? Well, what about you and Andrea?

I'm afraid the things you've done with her in the past two years are even worse!"

He stopped in his tracks, and I continued, "If it wasn't for the miscarriage, Andrea would be the one

standing here in this room, wouldn't she? I'm afraid I wouldn't even be qualified to speak to you."

He turned to look at me, and the coldness in his eyes overwhelmed me for a moment. I understood

him a little more after a few confrontations, so I was not as afraid of his demeanor as I was before. My

eyes turned red and swelled up, tears seeping down my cheeks before he could speak.

"Why are you glaring at me? Isn't what I said the truth? I'm legally your wife, but all I've been doing is

making compromises and waiting for you to come home. What have I done to deserve this?"

Seeing me weeping in despair, Hendrix frowned slightly and walked towards me. His thin lips moved

apart, "Did you feel wronged?"

He raised his hand to wipe away my tears, but I took a step back to avoid his hand. I continued, "I'm

human too. I'm allowed to have emotions. Hendrix, someone deliberately set me up with Sawyer. You

obviously know that I did nothing wrong, but still, you changed the lock on the front door. You've also

blocked me on the phone."

I observed his expression as I was talking. Sensing his subdued anger, I continued, "Why did you do

that? Do you want me to leave the Roberts Mansion and turn the rumor into a fact? Or do you think that

it doesn't matter if I marry someone else and let our child call him 'daddy'?"

His face darkened, and his displeasure was shown in his clipped tone, "Why don't you try?" Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

I bit my lips and replied defiantly, "You made me do it! Don't regret it later."

After that, I walked out of the villa. I did everything that could be done. I had adopted every possible

means. If it did not work, then I really had no other choice.

Hendrix grabbed me by my wrist and spoke in a low voice. "Well leave after we have dinner."

No anger could be heard in his voice anymore. Minnie, who was standing not far away, smiled and

called to us. "The meal is ready. Come over and eat!"

He sat me down at the dining table, brought me a plate and a set of cutlery, then went back to his seat

to begin eating elegantly.

The Roberts' family members all had a good upbringing. He never spoke during his meals.

Minnie filled my plate and smiled, "You've been pregnant for more than two months now, haven't you?

Have you gone to the hospital for maternity checkups? Remember, pregnant ladies shouldn't always

get angry or cry. Don't think that I'm a long-winded bore. I'm an old woman and I've experienced what

you're going through now."

I nodded and listened to her nagging as I drank the soup.

I took a quick glance at Hendrix from the corner of my eyes and saw that he was still eating with

composure; the anger was no longer visible just by looking at his face.

After the meal, Minnie looked at me, asking in all seriousness, "Arianna, have you started to

experience leg cramps these days?"