My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 986

I took a moment to calm down. My head was a little dizzy and my body felt heavy. I knew that Hendrix was the one who brought me here, so I was not so worried.

I wanted to get up and leave, but after struggling for a while, I gave up since my body didn't have much strength and I was still dizzy and uncomfortable.

I was normally able to hold my liquor and had no problem staying sober, but my body did not cooperate that day.

The bathroom door opened and Hendrix walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist. There were still drops of water on his well-built body. When he saw that I had woken up, he glanced at me indifferently and asked, "You're up?"

I nodded. Lying on the bed, I yanked at the blanket. Belatedly I realized that my clothes had been taken off.

My eyes widened at Hendrix. I said angrily, "Hendrix, you're despicable. You clearly knew that I'm drunk, but you still..."

He looked over and raised his eyebrows, "Still what?"

I was stunned. Looking at his expression, I was suddenly a little uncertain whether he had done anything to me or not. I asked hesitatingly, "Did we do 'that'?"

He casually used the towel to wipe his hair, which was still dripping with water. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean by 'that'?"

Did I need to be explicit?

He knew what I meant, but he still deliberately acted like he didn't know what I was talking about. Seeing this, I stopped talking and wrapped myself more tightly in the quilt, "Where're my clothes?"

He stopped wiping his hair and looked at me archly, "You should be asking me where my clothes are?"

"Fine, where are your clothes?" There was a strong smell of alcohol in the room. Our clothes were nowhere to be found, so I was a little uncertain, "Did I do something just now?"

He threw the towel aside and leaned over to me. He arched his eyebrows and said, "A set of custom-made clothes worth a hundred and eighty thousand dollars plus the compensation to my mental trauma, which is two million dollars. How are you going to repay me?" "What?" I was a bit confused. How did he get to two million?

"You vomited all over me. Don't you remember? Do you need me to show you the surveillance recording?" His unique scent was around me. It was familiar yet overbearing.

I wanted to avoid him, but I was already forced into a corner and there was nowhere to hide.

"Did I vomit again?" Just now when I was lying in the car, I did feel a little discomfort in my stomach. But after I fell asleep, I couldn't remember a thing.

He didn't say anything, his well-carved eyebrows were raised and he looked as arrogant as ever.

Maybe it was because I was asleep or maybe because I vomited when I was unconscious, I was not sure. But seeing that our clothes were not in the room, I didn't think he would lie to me. After a pause, I looked at him anxiously, I asked, "Do you really need that much compensation?"

I knew that his clothes were custom-made. They were from big-named brands. Once I had dirtied them, he would never wear them again. However, wasn't the compensation fee a little over the top? He raised his eyebrows, "The value of a single meeting of mine is worth ten million dollars. Do you think I'm overdoing it?"

Ten million?

"But I didn't know that you had a meeting and I didn't know you would come. Besides, it's not me who asked you to come..." My guilt-laced voice died down eventually.

I only earned a few thousand dollars a month. How was it possible for me to give him two million dollars?

He snorted, "So following what you said, I shouldn't have saved your number in my phone? Should I have ignored your call in the first place? should I also stop answering your phone in the future?"

I lowered my head and said slowly, "I didn't ask you to answer my call." Then, I thought of the scene at noon where he held Rowane and I couldn't help feeling sad. I said, "That's right, I interrupted you while you were happily accompanying a beauty in the middle of the night. It was rude of me to call you over."

"Arianna, is your mind full of sh*t?" He lashed out at me.

I frowned and looked up abruptly. It was probably because I was still drunk, the grievances in my heart poured out. "Yes, it is! While Rowane's mind is full of gold. She is smart and beautiful, with a good figure and talent. She is good at everything and I am not good at anything. Only she is worthy of you. Go back to her. I never asked you to come."