My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1080

"There's no need for that!" Sebastian said, "I'll ask someone to set a bed here to sleep for the night. It doesn't matter. If I go home, I'll also be worried, and I won't sleep!"

He looked up at me and said, "Also, if you don't go back tonight, I'm afraid that Mr. Roberts will push harder for the Lancille Village case. By that time, it will be hard for me to deal with it!"

For a moment, I had no idea what to say.

Naomi nodded and said, "Well, that's right. If Arianna can persuade Hendrix, it will be easier for you to deal with the matter. You're being considerate, Sebastian, but it's too hard on her to accompany me like this. I'll feel burdened."

As she spoke, she took Sebastian's arm and said pitifully, "I shouldn't have tortured you like that!"

Were they flaunting affection in front of me?

I ate a few mouthfuls and said, "Alright, I've almost finished my food. I'll go."

Sebastian stood up and looked at me, "I'll send you off!"

Stunned, I looked at Naomi. She nodded and said, "Let Sebastian do that. You didn't drive. Let him call a taxi for you!"

I smiled lightly as that sounded alright!

At the entrance of the hospital,

I looked at Sebastian and asked, "Do you want to tell me something?"

With his hands in his pockets, he looked serious and asked, "Have you made up with Hendrix?"

Cough!

He was asking the same question as Naomi!

I smiled and said, "Yeah, I kind of have. Have you sent me down just to talk about this?"

He smiled and said, "Of course not. Did Hendrix mention to you how he dealt with the case of the Lancille Village?"

I thought that Hendrix had already come back, but when I returned to the villa, I saw that the house was dark, and the lights were not turned on. It seemed that Hendrix had not returned yet.

I assumed he was still busy, so I went back to the bedroom to take shower.

Probably because it was too quiet, I couldn't help thinking about the recent events. I always felt that things were too strange, but I couldn't figure out the specific problem.

They had happened so timely that it was difficult for us to solve the problem.

After taking a bath, I sat in front of the dressing table to use my skincare products. There were too many things in my mind. Hendrix walked into the master bedroom with light footsteps, but I failed

to hear him.

It wasn't until he picked me up that I suddenly came to my senses. I shouted in surprise, "What are you doing? When did you come back? Why didn't I hear your footsteps?"

"I've been in the room for quite a while, but you didn't even see me in the mirror. How can you blame me?" Hendrix sat down, put me on his lap. He raised his hand and tucked my hair behind my ear and said, "What were you thinking about? Why were you so absorbed in your thoughts?"