My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2172

The next day.

Putting on a red gown after the passing of several days, it felt unreal to look at myself in the mirror.

The reflection of Hendrix, dressed in a black suit, sneaked into the mirror. He looked at me through the glass reflector. "Have you made up your mind?"

"Yes," I answered and then asked, "is everything settled at the church and hospital?"

Hendrix turned his body sideways and pulled me into his embrace. The over-the-top wedding dress made my waist bigger, but he still stubbornly wrapped his arms around me as if he was marveling with fate. "Of course, there's no one out there who doesn't want this matter to be known to outsiders more so than me."

I understood Hendrix's concerns. Our wedding was only less than half a month ago, but everything still felt hot and rushed. "Arianna and Hendrix" had become a synonym and hashtag for love. In the eyes of outsiders, to put on wedding clothes for others at this time was undoubtedly a flagrant insult to romance. To avoid a media turmoil, the whole wedding could only be held secretly.

We cuddled for a while before Hendrix helped me down the stairs. Although I'd changed into a lighter dress, there were still the wooden shoes that made it hard to keep my balance.

I wanted Irvin to see my sincerity as I stripped off anything that could reek of modern elements.

The car was parked at the back door of the hospital. Bodyguards guarded the entrance and all the way to the staircase. All the family members on Irvin's floor had been evacuated and replaced by a nursing staff hired by the Roberts.

Wearing a bright red wedding dress and walking through the corridor, a wavy, faint red light was reflected on the wall, spreading along with my footsteps.

No one was watching, so I could move freely.

Evan handed me the folded male version of the wedding suit, respectfully opened the door, and then stepped aside.

When I entered the room, Irvin was lying in bed, resting. He heard footsteps and slowly opened his eyes after a few seconds.

In his eyes, everything was like a reverie. It was not until he saw my dress that he suddenly woke up, and his vision turned clear.

"You..." Irvin was so emotional that he could barely

utter a complete sentence.

I raised my hand and stretched the sleeves of my clothes. I smiled and said, "Isn't it pretty? Didn't I tell you that I must wear a red dress when I get married?"

"You are beautiful." Irvin's voice was hoarse, and his eyes flashed with joy. "But what does it have to do with me?"

Smiling, I raised his clothes in my

hand and walked over to put them on his bedside. I said, "Don't you want to marry me? I've thought things through. So, get changed and let's go."

Looking at the clothes laid out on the bed and thinking of Hendrix, became happy. I couldn't help but smooth the wrinkles on the clothes. "They still look great no matter how many times I've looked at them."

Then, I thought of something and looked at Irvin, narrowing my eyes. "Are you going back on your word?"

Instead of answering directly, Irvin changed the subject and asked, "Why did you change your mind all of a sudden?"

I pursed my lips and kept the smile

on my face. Kshrugged and

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pretended to be nonchalant. "Didn't you say that you couldn't refuse matter what reason I had? If I wanted to return a favor or sympathize with you, would you refuse the wedding? If so, can go back at any time."

"No." Irvin was provoked. He lifted the quilt and struggled to sit up from the bed, "Are you saying that you want me to refuse? I won't. I will be your lawfully wedded husband."