My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1708

Three days had passed without any news from Irvin and the others.

These days, I felt like I was walking on thin ice and slept uneasily every night. Every day, the only way I could fall asleep was by watching the video of my baby.

In the middle of one night, I had just drifted off when I heard the creaking of the door downstairs. I woke up immediately, put on my coat, and ran downstairs.

By the time I reached the lobby, Rachel had already gone up the other flight of stairs, and the bodyguard was nowhere to be found. Irvin was the only one left in the large living room. He wore a black cloak, and he had an aura of servitude about him. Just like when I first saw him here, he was staring at the portrait of Jesus on the cross.

Hearing my footsteps, Irvin asked, "Why haven't you slept yet? Are you waiting for me?"

Irvin's voice was soft and clear, revealing the joy within it.

I didn't want to be too narcissistic with him, so I changed the subject. "It seems that you didn't do well this time."

"Are you hoping that's the case, Arianna?" Irvin asked as he walked over to me like nothing had happened. "God won't always be by Hendrix's side."

He stopped in front of me, leaning forward slightly, and gave me a once-over. His humble and gentle face suddenly became more sullen.

"But it doesn't necessarily mean that I will stand on your side, does it?" I quietly swallowed, showing no emotion.

He wanted to see the worry and panic on my face. This was exactly what Irvin was looking forward to. I was not fooled by him.

Irvin raised his eyebrows with interest and stood up straight as if he had heard a big joke. Then, he smiled and looked at me mockingly. "Not necessarily." These few words showed how confident he was.

I was about to retort when Irvin suddenly turned around, seemingly uninterested in my reaction.

"You said you only met the child once before. You must be missing him, right? Arianna?"

He had changed the subject so suddenly that I had no reason to ignore his kindness. "Yes, I'm thinking about him all the time. When can I see him?"

Irvin turned his back to me and tilted his head, looking emotionless. "Soon." "Hmph." I could not believe his words now. "How long do you think is soon? One day? One month? Or one year? Do you know what it means to live like this for a year? You said that you love me so much and that I should choose you, but you tortured me by separating me from my flesh and blood. Is this what you call love?"

Realizing that I was a little too emotional, I took a deep breath and continued, "Since you imprisoned me here, I'm begging you to lock me up with my child. I don't want to just watch the video every day. I want to see my child."

Irvin did not react. His tall and strong body stood as solid as a wall, reminding me that all hope was futile.

After a long silence, Irvin finally said, "Arianna, you're too greedy. It's not good for you to be insatiable."

Before I could react, Irvin turned around and walked up the stairs.

At present, Irvin's emotions were temperamental and unpredictable. I had no chance to take advantage of the situation.

I was a little discouraged and stood in the living room for a long time before returning to my room.

I collapsed on the bed and my drowsiness had disappeared entirely.

Irvin's easygoing attitude suggested that they hadn't returned empty-handed, which meant that Hendrix might've been in danger at the moment.