My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1877

Hendrix had rarely had moments when he couldn't control his emotions. For a moment, everyone was shocked, and their gazes fell on him.

The air froze for a moment. Hendrix took a deep breath and straightened his posture. He returned to his expressionless state, walked past Baldrick and the others, then went upstairs.

"Hendrix." Jennifer called out, not wanting to be left out again. She turned around to chase after Hendrix. "Hendrix!"

However, Hendrix acted as if he had not heard anything; he didn't even turn his head. Instead, he walked even faster away from her.

I quickly stopped Jennifer. "Miss Marshall!"

After I saw that she stopped, I continued to say, "Hendrix doesn't want to meet anyone related to Johannes right now. Please respect this."

As I spoke, I had already made my way to the stairs, walking past Jennifer. "My husband and I have something to deal with temporarily. Please excuse us."

Jennifer was someone who had been pampered since she was young. If she looked visibly displeased, it was probably because she did not understand what it meant to stop when it was appropriate to do so.

Although it was impolite to have left the guests, the premise was that were the guests even worthy of respect?

The bedroom door was open. As I walked in, I heard the sound of running water from the tap in the bathroom.

I gently closed the door and walked closer. When I arrived at the bathroom door, I saw Hendrix's reflection in the mirror.

After hearing this, Hendrix's injured hand trembled slightly, and he suddenly held me and led me into the bedroom.

He helped me sit on the bed before walking to the wardrobe. He took out a small plastic medicine bottle and stuffed it into my hand.

It was some Vitamin A supplement lozenges.

This packaging looked rather familiar. Hendrix had taken it before he fell ill. I didn't think too much about it at the time as he said it wasn't serious.

"In the last few years, my private doctor has been trying everything to supplement me with Vitamin A. There were not many cases in this area, so not many paid attention to my case, including myself. But after I compared the medical history of the Marshall family, I recently finally came to the conclusion that this was an inherited disease. After the age of 40, there is a 70% chance that I will lose my sight. This was also why Nathan and his wife abandoned me so easily."