My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1160

He withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to wring the water off his old clothes. He said blandly, "I'm fine!"

I pursed my lips and took a deep breath. I felt like there was something stuck in my chest.

I took out my wallet from my bag. There was not much cash, but I took everything out. Then I put my phone number and the money in front of him and said, "Take it. My phone number is on it. If you want me to help you, you can call me at any time."

Instead of reaching out to take the money, he just looked up at me. I put the money and the phone number beside him and left.

It was not that I was kind-hearted. It was just that during the time in Myanway, although Westin didn't help me publicly, he helped in private. Without him, I may not have been able to return home.

I took a taxi back to the villa and found Hendrix reading in the yard. When I entered the house, I saw him. He just looked down at the book in his hand indifferently, ignoring me.

It was already noon. I paused, went to the kitchen, and saw there was some food in the refrigerator.

I prepared a few dishes, ate alone, and went straight back to the bedroom. I was going to read a book, but I was too sleepy and fell asleep after a while.

I woke up in a daze in the afternoon. When I went downstairs, I saw that the dishes on the table were gone. It seemed that someone had cleaned up.

I didn't feel very well. There was no one in the villa. I sat in the living room for a while and then went back to the bedroom. After sleeping all day, I couldn't sleep anymore.

As darkness fell, rain and thunder filled the night. The late autumn rain was cold and soon the temperature in the room dropped

Anne called me. She told me stories of what had happened in school. Not long after she fell asleep too.

After hanging up the phone, I wasn't sleepy yet. Remembering my plan to visit Lancille Village to conduct a safety check on the project the next day, I sent a text message to Rowane and Irvin informing them about it.

Around midnight, I heard the sound of a car engine approaching the villa. Hendrix was back. I lay on the bed with my eyes closed. We were unhappy with each other. It was inevitable that we'd quarrel if I saw him. So I pretended to sleep to avoid trouble.

I heard the room door open, and the click of the bedside lamp. Then the sound of flowing water came from the bathroom. Before long, I felt the bed dip.

Suddenly, my waist was grabbed from behind. At the unexpected contact, I couldn't help but stiffen. He was probably aware the I was pretending.

He said in a low voice, "You're not asleep?"

I sighed in my heart. I couldn't pretend anymore, so I replied, "Hmm!"

The lamp on the bedside table was on. He turned my body to face him. We looked at each other with calm eyes. He gazed deeply into my eyes and said, "Let's talk." What happened last night!

I pursed my lips and said faintly, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Why didn't you answer my call yesterday? Who was the man you met in the alley?" He calmly stared at me.

"As I said, my phone was turned off. The person in the alley is an old friend!" It was better for him to not to know about Westin.