My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 813

"Let's go to the hospital later," Hendrix said, as he raised his hand to push aside the hair on my forehead.

Startled, I replied instinctively, "There's no need for that. We have to find Anne first."

He frowned as he called me, "Arianna..."

"I said, we have to find Anne first." After saying that, I walked straight out of the door. He grabbed me by my wrist.

Hendrix frowned, mostly out of resignation. He said, "I'll look for Anne, and you'll visit the hospital, okay?"

I looked at him, an inexplicable anger rising in my heart. Shaking him off, I said without thinking, "You'll look for her? You didn't raise her, you didn't put your energy and love into her. She's not your own child, so you can simply say that you'll look for her to brush things off? Hendrix Roberts, do you think that I can go to the hospital with a peace of mind now? Or do you think that because Anne isn't your own child, it doesn't matter even if she goes missing?"

Those words were out of anger and of impulse.

As soon as I said that, I regretted it.

Hendrix's dark eyes seemed to be bitterly cold. He looked at me and pursed his lips, saying with his icy eyes, "Am I that cold-blooded to you?"

I didn't say anything. Deep down, I knew that those words had hurt him. However, I was stubborn, so I refused to apologize even though I knew that I was in the wrong.

I looked down slightly and bit my lip. In the end, I only said, "I should go."

That kind of evasive answer would inevitably enrage him.

As expected, I didn't even take a single step before he grabbed my hand. He said in a deep and cold voice, "Arianna, am I still no better than any single person around you?"

He was angry.

I could have spoken properly, but at that moment, I spoke as if I had been bewitched, "Yes, everyone around me is more important than you. Anne, the Reid family, even the Moore family, they are all people that I can't abandon. You're the only one whom I can give up anytime. Hence, Mr. Roberts, please let go of me as I need to find the one whom I cannot abandon."

As I saw the light in his eyes grow dimmer, I hesitated, but still peeled off his grip around my hand in the end.

I turned around to not look at his face anymore, and exited the hotel room.

It wasn't until I entered the elevator that I relaxed my facial expression. I couldn't help but want to slap myself in the face. I had blurted out those words when I was out of my mind.

How could I just say all that without processing things through my brain? They were so hurtful!

However, what's done was done. The words had already been spoken, so there was no way to take them back.

I didn't continue to ponder on the matter and went to a cafe next to the hotel.

I sat next to the window. Josiah wasn't blind, and he would naturally spot me.

Hendrix was following Josiah when he entered. It was obvious that they had both been in contact.

Looking at the two outstanding men, I smiled and tried to keep the expression on my face from being so ferocious. I said to Josiah, "Mr. Saunders, could I have a word with you alone?"

Josiah reflexively looked towards Hendrix. Hendrix's cold gaze fell on me. He pursed his lips and walked to sit at another table instead.

As we sat opposite each other, a waiter came up to ask if we would like some desserts. Noticing the Americano in front of me, Josiah was slightly stunned, then continued to order a cup of coffee and a platter of desserts.

After that, there was a moment of silence. He looked at me and said, "I'm so sorry about Anne!"

I looked down at the dark brown coffee in front of me. I raised my hand and stirred it slightly for a while. After a long time, I looked up at him and said decisively, "I won't accept this."

I wouldn't accept his apology.

He nodded and opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but he stayed quiet in the end.

"I don't care what method you can think of, or what connections you want to use, but you must find my daughter. Otherwise, Josiah, I've said this before, if Anne is no more, I will spend the rest of my life going against you and the Saunders family."

He looked at me and frowned, saying, "Arianna, you know that I'm just as anxious about Anne as you are."

Laughing coldly, I said, "So? She and I have been together for four years. I have always been by her side constantly, treasuring her, worried that something would happen to her. She was with you for less than half a month, and now you're suddenly telling me that she has gone missing.

Josiah, do you think that you've passed the test? Do you think you're qualified to be her father?"