My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 310

Holding me tightly in his arms, Irvin asked, "Where had you been for the whole day? Why didn't you call

me to let me know?"

I was stunned, finally realizing that he had feelings for me. There was a bitter taste in my mouth. It

seemed that I had made a mistake.

After a long time, he let go of me. He regained his composure and asked, looking at me, "Where did

you go for a whole day?"

"I... I don't know. I went out for a walk, and when I woke up, I was already in the hospital," I mumbled,

leaving out the part where Hendrix found me and sent me to the hospital on purpose.

Irvin sighed and nodded, "Thank god you're alright." Then, lowering his head to look at my blood-

stained feet, he frowned, "Did you walk all the way back?"

I nodded and lowered my eyes, "I don't have a phone or any money, so I couldn't exactly take a taxi

home."

"You could have called me to pick you up, you know?" Irvin sighed. He closed his eyes in

hopelessness, and when he opened them, it looked like he had made peace with himself. "Well, it's my

fault. I didn't think it through." I didn't reply to him.

He sat me on the sofa and brought the first aid kit to the living room. Half kneeling on the ground, he

placed my feet on his knee and began to clean the wounds.

When the antiseptic cotton swab came in contact with my opened wound, it stung me, and I couldn't

help but flinch. Irvin held me still, and he sighed softly, "I'll be done with you in a second."

Even though he asked for me to tolerate the pain for some more time, he was still worried about putting

me through unnecessary discomfort. He even blew a few times on the wounds to make me feel better

when he applied the ailment on them. Looking at him, I let my mind wander.

Nerissa was right. I should keep my distance from Irvin. Once someone caught wind of us and started

spreading rumors, the whole city would be talking about the Roberts and Granger family. Things would

end up more disastrous than we had thought.

"What are you thinking about?" Irvin kept the tools back into the first aid kit and raised his eyes to look

at me.

I met his gaze, and I took my feet back. I didn't answer him, only watched him putting the first aid kit

back to its place. Then, he came to sit next to me after pouring a glass of water for me.

After much consideration, I began to speak, "Irvin, you didn't need to come here every day."

He stared at me with his dark eyes, his hand that was putting down the glass froze, "What do you

mean?"

"I'm grateful for your help for the past two months, and I promise to repay you without hesitation

whenever or however you need me in the future. But I think it's inappropriate for us to be so close now

since I have moved into the city. Aunt Nerissa was right. We will be bringing shame to both the Roberts

and Grangers if anyone were to see us and make news out of it." Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I shouldn't have said these words, let alone putting them so bluntly.

However, I couldn't - and I wouldn't - take them back.

Irvin's face darkened, and he asked in a cold voice, "What are you worried about?"

I clenched my fist so tight that my fingers were digging into my flesh. I answered, "I already owe you so

much. I don't want to burden you."

"I don't mind," he replied, looking at me with a somewhat complicated expression. "Arianna, if you're

worried about the tittle-tattle, I will stay away from you. But you will have to go back to Hendrix. I'm not

going to leave you here all by yourself."

I lowered my head and muttered, "You can rest assured that I won't do anything. I'm afraid of height

and also pain."

Out of the fear of pain, I wouldn't have the courage to commit suicide even if I wanted to do so.

He looked at me, his eyes full of emotions that I couldn't understand. He replied to me, "It looks like I

can't escape anymore. I'm trapped for life."

I had no idea what he was talking about. So, I only looked blankly at him and asked, "What?"

Irvin shook his head and smiled, "We'll talk about it after you calm down. I'll be busy when the holiday

ends anyway. I won't have as much time to spend with you. After all, you'll need to decide how you're

going to live your life in the future."

I nodded. Then, fatigue took over me because of the pills that I had taken earlier.

Therefore, I got up and said while walking to my room, "I'm going to bed now."

I had a dreamless sleep.