My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1147

Before I could ask more, he hung up the phone. I stared at the phone in my phone, speechless. What?

After hanging up the phone, I stood up and apologized to Irvin, who had just ordered dinner, saying, "Irvin, I'm sorry. Something's come up. I need to go."

Without explaining further, I grabbed my bag and left. Worry for Hendrix filling my thoughts. Although he called my name from behind, I apologized again but didn't stop.

Ground floor of the hotel.

I rushed out and saw Evan helping Hendrix out of the black Bentley. When I saw the white gauze wrapped around his arm, I hurried over anxiously, "What's going on? How did you get hurt?"

Evan gave me a quick glance. "He was in a car accident. He has already gotten medical treatment and some medicine."

I frowned and reached out to wrap my arm around Hendrix. His hand was injured, so it didn't affect his walking but I needed to hold him.

As we entered the hotel, Irvin came out of the restaurant. When he saw Hendrix's injury, he frowned slightly then looked at me, " let's have a meal together next time."

Then, he turned around and left.

Hendrix looked sideways at me, his dark eyes searching mine. "Did you eat with him just now?"

"Just as we ordered the dishes, Austin called and told me that you were hurt."

He looked sullen and his eyes were a little cold. "So I disturbed your appointment?"

His words were full of jealousy. I frowned and shook my head. "You're thinking too much. It was just a meal."

"How do you know that I'm thinking too much?" He seemed a little angry.

Embarrassment colored my cheeks and I shut up. But then I thought that it might not be convenient for him with his injury so I asked timidly, "Can you do it on your own?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at me. "Why don't you help me?"

I gasped. I thought that he would say yes and reject my offer. I blushed harder and hesitated slightly.

"What's wrong?" His low voice filled my senses as

he waited.

Why was I hesitating? After all, he was my husband. We've been living together for so many years, and there would be countless years together in the future. He would get sick, and so would I. Taking care of each other is inevitable. No matter how awkward it was, we were husband and wife. What was more, he was my patient right now.