My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 21

Hendrix did not answer. On the contrary, he questioned, "Where were you?" His tone was cold and indifferent but there was a hint of anger in his voice.

"I went to the company." I went to the kitchen and added, "I'll cook something for you."

Andrea made a scene in the hospital earlier. He probably did not eat anything. At the thought of that, I felt that I should mind my own business. I was going to leave him anyway; I could not care less if he died of hunger.

Even so, we were married for two years. Even if I were to leave, we did not have to tear each other into pieces. We should end things nicely and leave some beautiful memories.

After boiling the water, I suddenly felt a chill down my spine. I look over my shoulder out of reflex. Immediately, I met Hendrix's icy gaze.

"What... What's wrong?" Usually, he would be cold or disgusted when he stared at me. Yet, he was too complicated for me to read at the moment. I did not know how to react and I panicked.

He did not speak. I assumed that he did not want to talk to me. Therefore, I simply kept my mouth shut and cooked instant noodles for him. I put the bowl of noodles on the dining table and said, "The fridge is empty and there are only eggs, therefore just tolerate for the moment!"

I turned to go upstairs to shower but he suddenly asked, "We should just tolerate our marriage too?"

I was taken aback. There was a sharp pain in my chest. I would usually keep silent but strangely, my eyes were a little red. I stared at him and retorted, "Even if we can't, we've tolerated it for two years, right?"

"Hendrix, let's divorce." I took out the divorce papers I signed and placed them in front of him. I continued bitterly, "I signed it. You should have a look. We should settle everything with the lawyer."

"What else?" I stared at him. I tried so hard to fight back my tears but they rolled down my cheeks. "What else can I do? Hendrix, you always wanted me to sign the papers and stay far away from you. Why can't I do it this instant?"

Hendrix's eyes darkened and looked so cold as if it was covered with frost.

"You think you're smart?" He sneered and grabbed my chin with his long fingers. I was in pain and I wanted to push him away. Yet, he held my chin tighter. He was close and I could feel his breath on my face. "You're bearing my child. You have no say in keeping or getting rid of the baby."

"I have no say?" I chuckled. I stared into his eyes and asked slowly, "Does Andrea have a say in it?"

He narrowed his eyes and I felt a menacing aura from him. "Arianna, you're playing with fire!"