My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2206

Andrea grabbed his arm and slapped it twice, indicating for him to let go. But he didn't.

Her face flushed red. She could probably hold her breath for ten seconds at most. She would be begging for her life soon.

However, things didn't go as I had hoped.

When Andrea was at her limit, she became even more furious. She wanted to irritate Hendrix even more. She provoked him with a smile, she was barely holding on as she said, "It seems like I've poked you in your sore spot. You didn't want me. You'd rather be someone unclean. Hendrix, you b*stard..." Her words trailed off as she gasped.

Hendrix's eyes flashed coldly. The veins on his hands bulged, he was exerting way too much force. Like a deadly viper, he was slowly squeezing out ever bit of life she had.

I didn't care if Andrea lived or died, but I wasn't going to let Hendrix do anything to would jeopardize his freedom.

The things Agustin said had made him delusional. Maybe he had prepared to commit a heinous act, but no one else knew Hendrix better than me. This

I was certain.

I stepped forward and spoke blankly to Andrea's self-righteous looking face, "You're wrong. We're nothing alike, from top to toe. Hendrix is the only man for me."

Upon hearing this, Andrea struggled as she turned to look at me in disbelief. The moment she tried to struggle, she began to choke, as her trachea was still being squeezed.

I thought that Hendrix would let go at the appropriate time. His hands however, remained firm and tense until Andrea's eyes bulged out from her sockets.

When I turned to look at Hendrix, I found him shrouded in an aura of strong murderous intent. He seemed prepared for what was to come and the consequences of it.

Without hesitating, I rushed over, pulled at Hendrix's arm and raised my voice as I tried to snap him back to reality, "Hendrix! Let go! If she dies, you'll be in trouble. Do you want me to raise our children alone?"

Hendrix's expression changed dramatically. He quickly loosened his grip. Andrea lost balance and stumbled onto the ground.

She held onto her neck and

struggled to get back on her feet.

Her voice sounded hoarse, but she

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still refused to give up as she continued to provoke us, "That's impossible, Arianna, you're not that lucky. You don't deserve any of this!"

Aaron had mentioned that Andrea had her first child after being assaulted. She had always assumed that Hendrix disliked her because of This was how she had

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developed into the person she was now, there was no going back for her.

She assumed that I might have experienced a similar situation in the past. She thought that she could finally pull me away from him and convinge Hendrix to abandon me. This seemed to be the only way to ease the hatred she had in her heart.

However, she had forgotten something. The moment she fell into depravity and began to harbor her wicked heart, God would never take care of her ever again. It was the same for her right now.

I held Hendrix's hand down and looked at Andrea condescendingly. Without uttering another word, I ordered our servants to take her away, "Throw her out."

I turned around, glanced at the chaotic dining table and said, "Minnie, take the children upstairs. Have them take a nap and then wake them up at midnight to watch the fireworks."

"Yes Mrs. Roberts."

Although the children were reluctant to do this, they could sense how tense things were right now, so they didn't protest and obediently headed upstairs.

Our joyous New Year Eve's dinner had turned into a proper mess.

Jordan tossed his napkin aside and cast a sideways glance at us. He then pulled Naomi's chair back for her and walked her towards the door, hand in hand.

When he passed us, Jordan reached out and gave a meaningful pat on Hendrix's shoulder, but Hendrix avoided him.

But even then, Jordan didn't get upset. Instead, he changed the subject, "Hendrix, do you still remember your true self?"