My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 412

He stammered and said awkwardly, "Arianna, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm talking about Andrea. Don't you know that Hendrix still has feelings for her? How are you this smug even after breaking them up?"

"Haha!"

I couldn't help feeling amused. "Mr. Shelley, what do you mean by saying that I've broken them up? Where did you come across the idea that Hendrix's heart was Andrea's? Nothing but just a few calls and showing some concern? If that's the case, then your concern for Andrea isn't less than Hendrix's. Does that mean you have feelings for her too?"

"Arianna, you..." He stammered for a moment.

I paused and said, "What am I? Mr. Shelley, could you please not involve others' intentions with your own perception? You have quite an imagination. While the others didn't even say 'I love you', here you are down on the ground saying 'I love you too'. I don't know whether Hendrix had feelings for Andrea, but I have to trouble you to figure out your mind and behavior before you pass comments on others." After that, I hung up the phone directly.

When Hendrix came out, his hair was still wet. He was wearing a pair of shorts and wiping his hair with a towel. He looked at me and asked, "Was that Austin?"

I nodded and said yes. Then I glared at him and said, "You are sleeping in the guest room tonight."

He was stunned and raised his eyebrows. "What's the matter? What did he say?"

"Nothing!" I was not interested in playing with his phone anymore. I threw the phone aside and buried myself in the comforter.

Hendrix pulled it away and scooped me into his arms. His hair was wet and his body was a little damp.

I raised my hand to push him, feeling a little irritated. "Hendrix, don't touch me!"

He pursed his lips and frowned. "What did he say?"

"Nothing!" I didn't want to pay any attention to him. I was angry, so I raised my hand and pinched his waist.

He didn't flinch and allowed me to pinch him. After a while, he said helplessly, "Have you let your anger out?"

I stared at him, puckered my lips, but didn't say anything.

He sighed. "Austin is a straightforward person. I will talk to him when I meet him. Why are you angry with him?"

What did he mean by getting angry with him?

The moisture on his body stained me, making me uncomfortable. I looked at him and said, "Hendrix, let go of me. You're wet."

He laughed and said, "Just wipe it off. Why are you angry? If you are still angry, you can pinch me a few times. If that doesn't help, you can hit me!"

I ignored him. I was in a bad mood. I covered myself and said coldly, "Hendrix, you are sleeping in the guest room tonight."

Hendrix had no choice but to dial Austin's number on the phone since he knew he couldn't coax me.

It didn't take long for the call to be connected.

Hendrix lowered his voice and asked, "What did you say to Arianna?"

When he turned on the loudspeaker, Austin, who was on the other end of the line, paused for a few seconds and said, "Brother, what did I say to her? It would be gracious if she didn't say anything about me. Instead, she snapped at me on the phone. You won't do that to me again, will you?"

Hendrix lowered his voice and coughed lightly, "She should have scolded you. I was even beat up just now thanks to you. So, you should look for a chance to apologize to Arianna."

"Why?" Austin shouted angrily, "I didn't provoke her. Why should I apologize to her?"

"If you don't apologize, then I'll have to sleep in the guest room. Do you think you need to apologize?" Hendrix's words left me speechless for a moment, as if I had caused him to feel wronged. Austin was stunned for a while before he asked, "Hendrix, have you... fallen in love with her?"

Hendrix did not evade the question and nodded immediately, "Yes, she's my wife."

After a long time, Austin said, "Well, I'll set a time and make an appointment. Let's have dinner together with Josiah and I'll apologize to... my sister-in-law!"