My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 927

He smiled and put the bowl aside, his eyes quietly falling on me. "Do you regret choosing Hendrix?"

I was startled by his question. I couldn't find a way to switch topics. So, I got up and asked, "There's more in the kitchen. Would you like more?"

He narrowed his eyes, shook his head slightly, and didn't ask anymore.

His question left me in a daze when I returned to my bedroom. Did I regret marrying Hendrix?

Not even once!

Midnight came.

There was loud thunder outside, and it started to pour heavily. I was wondering if the windows in Sebastian's room were closed, as he was still injured.

I got up and went to take a look. No one answered the door after I knocked on it a few times, but I heard the sound of something crashing on the ground from inside.

Startled by the sound, I pushed the door open and walked in. Sebastian was not lying in bed. The bedside light was on, and there was a sound coming from the bathroom.

I looked over and saw that the light inside was on. I involuntarily let out a sigh of relief. Then, I walked to the bathroom, raised my hand, and knocked on the door a few times. "Mr. Milton, are you all right?"

I was a little worried when he did not answer. I could not help but ask, "Mr. Milton, are you..."

"I m fine!" He finally replied, his voice somewhat weak.

I was really worried, so I tried to open the door but it was locked. I had no choice but to wait for him outside.

After a long time, he came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. It seemed that he had been taking a shower.

I couldn't help frowning, displeased. "Didn't I tell you that you can't get your wound wet? Don't you know that your wound could get infected in such hot weather?"

I was a little angry as I pulled him back to sit on the chair. Without thinking, I pulled the bath towel off, as I wanted to take a look at his wound again.

However, I had forgotten that he had just taken a shower. Other than the bath towel, he only had a pair of shorts on him.

After a moment of awkwardness, I collected myself. After all, I still had to check on his wound.

There was nothing to feel awkward about.

Noticing that his body was a little tense, I said, "Don't be nervous. I'm just checking the wound. I might have to re-bandage it again, or else it'll get infected."

I brought the medicine chest over and squatted beside him. This man's figure was really top-notch, to say the least. He was well-built and even though he looked skinny, his abs looked very firm.

"Your wound is wet, and there's pus coming out of it!" I exclaimed angrily. I looked up at him and continued, "If you really want to clean yourself, you can use a towel to wipe your body down. Your wound will easily get infected if you rinse your body directly with water!"

Staring at me, he smiled. "I'm used to it already. It's no big deal!"

I felt that what he said was too nonchalant, as he wasn't worried about his life at all. I glared at him. "Even if you don't value your life, you shouldn't hurt yourself like this. Can't you just live your life well?" He smiled faintly, his face was still cold. "Did you treat Hendrix this way too?"

I couldn't control myself and was stunned for a moment. I frowned when I looked up at him.

"When will you bring me home?" After a short pause, I continued, "Hendrix is my husband. If he gets injured, I'll be very worried. If you get injured on my account, I'll be worried because I owe you a favor. This is out of practicality."

He smiled and said nonchalantly, "I still have something to do here. We'll go back once I've finished my business here. Your friends also need time for their bodies to recover before they can go back. Otherwise, there may be problems if they have to travel around after their procedures."