My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1002

Suddenly, with a loud bang, the lamp on the bedside table and the other things on top fell to the floor, and I was plunged into utter darkness.

Fear engulfed me, I shrank into the corner. Within the darkness, and I heard a baby's cried.

My heart raced, long- buried fear and untold sorrow washed over me and threatened to suffocate me. I curled into myself, feeling all my carefully constructed self crumble in agony.

Memories of that terrible night flooded my mind. I felt the same wave of helplessness and fear from that night. I looked down and saw a large pool of blood.

I screamed at the sight.

"Arianna!" Someone called out to me, from outside the window.

Terrified, I yelled, "Go away, all of you go away!"

Trying to stop the shaking, I buried my head in my knees, my body trembled so hard my teeth hurt.

"Arianna, it's me, Hendrix!" A soothing voice rang in my ears. The sounds of thunder receded slightly.

I looked up hesitantly. The lights in the room were turned on, and I blinked at the sudden brightness. The curtains were tied up and have stopped flapping, but the windows were still open.

"It's me. Don't be afraid!" A low voice comforted me.

I took a few deep breaths and allowed my vision to get used to the light. It was only then that I saw that the person in front of me was Hendrix.

Instantly, without thought, I threw myself into his embrace. I burst into tears, my voice choked out, "It's the child. He's here. He... he blames me. He blames me for not protecting him well!"

Hendrix squeezed me tight, I felt him take a deep breath and said hoarsely, "No, he won't. He knows you love him. How can he bear to hurt you, someone who loves him so much? Don't think like that. It's all right!"

He lightly patted my back and I leaned in his arms. My tears kept flowing and my heart felt like it was suffocating. "I'm sorry, I've worked so hard, but the rope was too thick. I can't break free at all!"

I didn't realize that there was a large bruise on my arm, and I wasn't able to react.

Hendrix had already lifted the blanket and the hem of my skirt. I reacted on instinct and avoided him. "Hendrix, you fiend..."

Without answering me, his forehead furrowed, he got up and went out of my bedroom.

I opened my mouth, but before I could speak, he left. This person...

A few minutes later, he returned with a medical kit in his hands. He sat at my bedside and helped me apply some medicine on my wounds.

He seemed to be very skilled in this.

I had nothing to do but stare at him. His stoic facial features, sword- shaped eyebrows, bright eyes, thin lips, and white teeth, his lean figure as well. Looking back, I had already known him for almost ten years. After all these years, his face remained the same, and as handsome as ever.