My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 236

Minnie heard the ruckus and ran out from the villa. When she saw what was before her, she screamed,

"Oh my, what are you doing?"

Aaron was lying on the ground. I didn't know if he was conscious or not.

I avoided Hendrix's eyes and ran to Aaron's side. He was bleeding from his nose and the corner of his

mouth and his face was drained of color.

"Are you okay? I'll send you to the hospital," Noticing that Hendrix had kicked the leg Aaron had

operated on before, I instinctively reached out to check on it.

But he stopped my hand. He put on a bright smile and said, "It's okay. Don't cry. It doesn't hurt!"

I wouldn't have cried if he didn't mention it. But since he said it, I couldn't stop my tears from falling. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I wanted to help him up, but I was pulled away forcefully. Hendrix's face was cold and fierce as he

grabbed onto me, "Go back. He's not going to die."

I knew that Hendrix was furious, but I couldn't leave Aaron here alone. Aaron had leg surgery because

of me, and he spent so much effort to recover from it and be able to walk as he did before the surgery.

Hendrix's kicks were heavy earlier. If it were to leave any impact, I would be in debt to Aaron for the

rest of my life.

"Hendrix, can't you see that he's injured?" Infuriated, I tried to prise away from Hendrix's grip. "Why did

you hit him? Come at me if you're unhappy. Why do you have to hit him?"

Aaron suddenly coughed and spewed mouthfuls of blood.

In a panic, I tried my best to free myself from Hendrix. However, my struggle was futile. After all,

women weren't as strong as men.

Glaring at him angrily, I warned in a cold voice, "Hendrix, let go!"

Hendrix only looked at me menacingly, and he said, "Come home with me."

Seeing that he was unstirred, I lowered my head to sink my teeth into his arm as I glared at him. The

longer he held onto me, the harder I bit him.

He still looked at me. His expression stayed the same, and his dark eyes cold.

Looking at how bad Aaron's condition was, I let go of his hand and said it clearly, "Hendrix, if you don't

let me go, I won't want this child anymore."

As I spoke, I hit my stomach with my other hand. He quickly grabbed my other hand and trapped me in

his arms. I couldn't see his expression, but he sounded like he was filled with suppressed rage.

"Arianna, don't you dare to do this!"

Hendrix's grip on both my wrists was so strong that it felt like he was about to crush my bones.

"Hendrix, please! Let me send him to the hospital, okay?" I had no other choice than to soften my

voice. Since I couldn't force him, I could only ask nicely.

My tears dropped onto his hand, and I felt him loosened his grip a little. I continued in a hoarse voice,

"I'll come home once I take him to the hospital. I'll come straight home. You can do whatever you want

with me by then, okay?"

He laughed out of exasperation. "You're begging me for this son of a b*tch? Arianna, you're full of

surprises!"

"Arianna, you don't have to beg for him. I'm fine!" Aaron tried to get up. But after struggling for a while,

he fell to the ground again.

He frowned, seeming as though he was enduring intense pain.

I was stunned. Just as Hendrix diverted his attention, I pulled my hands out of his grip and ran to Aaron

to help him up. As I did that, I choked up, "I'll bring you to the hospital."

Lowering my head to avoid looking at Hendrix's face, I wrestled to help Aaron into his car.

Behind me, Minnie sighed and reminded me, "Please come home early."