My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1149

He smiled and said, "I've always walked lightly. Is this new to you?"

That wasn't true either.

I looked down at his bandaged arm and said "I'll get you some warm water to wipe your body. I don't think you can take a bath tonight. Let's keep your wound dry tonight and you'll recover soon." He looked at me with the corners of his mouth curled up. "Okay!"

He sat obediently and waited for me to bring him the water. He simply looked at me quietly, and I couldn't read what was going through his mind.

Finally, when I couldn't stand it any longer, I asked, "What are you thinking? Why are you looking at me like this?"

He smiled. "I thought that you would be angry when you answered the phone just now. But looking at you, I'm a little surprised."

After wiping his hands, I placed the towel back in the basin, looked up at him, and said, "Let me put it this way. What kind of project are you most worried about when investing?"

After a moment of silence, he replied seriously,

"Any project where I don't have a hundred percent understanding of. Something I don't have full confidence in!"

I nodded. "Well, I used to be wary of Andrea. I don't know if it was purely due to responsibility or because you loved her, so I was afraid of you being together. But it's different now. I know you no longer have such feelings for her. It's also not just because of me, but also because of Austin. Austin likes Andrea and you know it. Even if you didn't consider my feelings, you will definitely consider Austin's."

He narrowed his eyes at me. His voice was low and controlled. "You do not trust me? Do you think that I won't consider your feelings?"

"That's my worst case scenario!" I said, without the slightest bit of hesitation.

Slightly mollified, he raised an imperious eyebrow and asked, "And the best?"

"You care about me, and you will refuse all women for me."

His smile widened and he approached me. "Arianna, my love for you can be squandered away as much as you want. You don't have to be so careful."

I pushed him away gently and stood up, looking at the wound on his arm, "Hendrix, You hurt yourself twice because of another woman. To be honest, I'm not so happy about that!"

With those parting words, I took the water into the bathroom then took a bath.

When I came out, a large bouquet of roses greeted me. Its exquisite blooms looked extraordinarily beautiful. Hendrix was sitting on the bed and looked me in the eye. "I know. I'm sorry for making you unhappy. But you may be happy after seeing these flowers."

I shrugged. I couldn't deny it. A woman's mood could improve with flowers.

"I feel a little sorry for Evan as your assistant." At this point, I couldn't think of anyone else but Evan, who could buy flowers and send them over in such a short time.

He smiled, patted the bed next to him, and said, "Come here!"

It was getting late, and I was ready to go to bed.

After my quick skin-care routine, I crawled into bed. I looked at him, and he didn't seem sleepy yet. I said, "Do you have something to say to me?"

He nodded and said seriously, "I'm not sure about Irvin. It makes me uneasy."

I blinked at him for a moment then understood what he meant. I looked at him unflinchingly and said, "Our relationship is purely work and friendship."