My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1044

I nodded. I stared at the puzzled look on her face and could not help but become serious as well. "Ask!"

She hesitated then said, "When you and Hendrix used to live together, was there a time when you felt that you were unable to do something, a time you powerless?"

I paused for a moment. When it came to topics of intimacy, I felt a little embarrassed. My face became hot.

But how could I dismiss her earnest question? "What is the lack of power that you speak of?"

She pursed her lips and said, "When two people have very good chemistry together but are always one step away from that crucial moment."

I raised my hand to pinch my nose, thought for a moment, and said, "Is the hesitation from you or Sebastian?"

"Both of us!" She said seriously. "Remember that time he got injured? I didn't know much then. Since that night we've tried it several times, but it was quite awkward and ultimately didn't work at all!" This was my first time hearing of such a situation.

It was honestly out of my depth too.

Noticing that I was lost in thought, she asked, "Was your first time with Hendrix like this?"

The corners of my mouth twitched a little. I looked at her and said, "Are you sure it's Sebastian's first time?"

She blinked in shock for a moment then said, "I'm not sure. It's my first time though. But if it wasn't his first time, then why would there be problems? The point is that I don't think there's anything wrong with him!"

I shut up. For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

After thinking for a while, I said, "Why don't you both go get it checked out at the hospital together? After all, it affects both of your futures. If you really want to consider getting married to him, this may become a big problem. Both of you should have an examination. Whether it's a mental and physiological problem, as long as you can find out and figure out a solution then everything can go back to normal!"

She sighed. Pouting her lips, she said, "Arianna, do you think it's me? Perhaps he doesn't like me at all. Maybe he just feels comfortable being with me, and we just happen to be around the same age. We have so much in common that it's only natural for us to be together."

Her lack of confidence stunned me and I looked at her in surprise. "You were not like this before. You may feel that this problem is complicated because you're trapped in the middle! Bedroom issues aside, whether a man loves a woman or not, it can't be denied if you examine his actions. I think Sebastian has been very attentive to you these days."

Remembering, I brought up the clothes I wore last time. "He even kept the clothes you wore before. You said he was the president. Why would he keep a woman's clothes for nothing?"

She looked at me strangely. "What clothes?"

"When we were in Europe, he bought clothes for you. We are almost the same size, but the accessories and patterns of the outfit were different. Your clothes ended up in Sebastian's lounge. When my clothes accidentally got wet, he lent them to me. I've given them gave it back to him though so he most probably kept it again."

As I was telling the story, I saw her frown, with an odd expression on her face. "What's wrong?"

She looked at me, and her puzzled face became a little sad. "Those clothes do not belong to me. Since I came back from Europe, I have never touched any of those clothes from that time. Sebastian has never been to my house or touched those clothes. Why would he have my clothes in his lounge? Those clothes aren't mine!"