My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 2082

The room instantly became deathly silent. Hendrix looked very uncomfortable.

"How could you be so oblivious as to blurt all of that out?"

Hendrix was dumbfounded. How could his assistant, who had been with him for so long, suddenly not know how to keep certain things quiet?

Even though he wasn't the best with words, it was very obvious that Evan felt sorry for Hendrix. After all, they have gone through thick and thin together. Now that he finally had a chance, he had to grab it and let everyone know what they had gone through.

I had actually hoped that Evan could be like this more often.

"Forget it, you can leave." Hendrix stared coldly at him, then dismissed him.

"I'm sorry, sir." Evan hung his head down and answered solemnly before heading straight out the door.

The moment I looked up, I could see him smiling knowingly.

He really was Hendrix's right- hand man. His intentions were so obvious. It seemed like Evan had grown bolder recently.

Hendrix suddenly muttered, "He's getting more and more rebellious. I guess it's time to recruit another assistant and remind him of his place."

I actually thought that he was very upset, but when I turned to look at him, his face was blank. He looked so much softer and gentler with his soft hair and pajamas.

I pursed my lips and smiled. It wasn't Evan who had grown bolded, it was Hendrix who had lost his vigor over time, making him a much softer man.

I too, was in a situation just like he was before. Aaron tried to change me, but Hendrix's salvation came a little too late.

Hendrix sighed helplessly as he began to speak.

"That night when you were kidnapped, one of the guests at the birthday party happened to know where my parents were. The man left halfway through the party and I chased after him. I was ambushed but men from the Moore family saved me."

"At the time, my father was convinced that Andrea was his actual daughter and asked me to be engaged to her in exchange for him saving my life. But I refused and left him humiliated. When I left, he shot my left leg. So I had to rest for more than a month under the surveillance of the Moore family."

He explained everything like it was nothing, as if none of that happened to him. The only difference was that this time, he made small movements with his body, which made it seem more natural.

It seemed that he was concerned that I wouldn't believe any of this. He continued after a brief pause, "It's true that my knee was shattered, but my nerves weren't affected. Father loved his daughter way too much. He couldn't be that cruel and kill the man his daughter loved. That's why the man standing in front of you is not a cripple. Back then, things were very chaotic between us, problems kept coming, one after another. You were very emotionally disturbed then, so I didn't mention it."

Hendrix spoke in a self- deprecating manner, "I basically did this to myself. It would have been better if I did end up crippled. If I lived my entire life never being able to walk normally, I guess that could be considered as a form of redemption."