My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 115

As the crowd dispersed gradually, I lifted my dress and left the hall.

Aaron was sitting leisurely on the swing in the courtyard. He looked at me from a distance with a faint smile across his face.

I returned the gaze, "I never expect you to be an onlooker." After saying that, I left immediately.

People would change. Five years ago, Aaron liked to torment people in his wicked way. However, right then, he might've brought me there so that he could watch a good show. Thinking about it, he probably liked to torture people at a slower pace then.

The southern suburbs were already far away from the city. Plus, we were in a luxurious area. So, there were no taxis in that area, basically only private cars that came and went. Furthermore, if one didn't get permission from someone living in that area, they couldn't drive in no matter what. Which meant that if I wanted to take a taxi, I had to walk beyond the golf course. It was going to be a really long journey.

I took off my heels and walked along the road next to the golf course. Not long later, a car followed me at a very slow speed. It seemed like it was following me deliberately.

I didn't even have to think to know who it was. But I didn't stop walking. Instead, I picked up the pace.

After a while, when I saw that the car was still following me, I stopped and went to the golf course lawn to sit down.

Someone sat down beside me.

The person heaved a long sigh and spoke with a hint of indescribable emotion in his voice, "Arianna, don't you believe that bad people would turn a new leaf?"

I answered his question with another question, "What do you want for coming back this time?"

Aaron had always been gentle and cultured in my memories. However, five years wasn't a long time. I could still remember how he killed Monique's parents and forced his grandmother to death. Also, he literally tried to drown Monique and me and did a lot more other horrendous things.

He laid down with his head rested on his hands and his eyes staring at the dark sky, "I'm too lonely. I just want to live a good life with you!"

If we were long-lost siblings who had reunited after a long time, I would have been moved by those words. However, we weren't, and all I felt was eerie coldness.

"Do I have to die so that you would leave me alone?" I said while looking straight at the street lamps that were flickering in the distance. Dark thoughts began to fill my mind.

He smiled sinisterly, "I won't let you die. I can't live without you. We still have a long way to go."

I didn't say anything.

It was useless worrying about him. I had to move on in one way or another.

"Leave Hendrix! Let's live a good life together. Well still be as carefree as we were when we were young. He doesn't deserve you."

I laughed. How absurd it sounded. Others thought that I wasn't worthy of Hendrix, but he felt the other way round.

"I can't go back. Grandma is gone. The old mulberry tree in front of the door has also been cut down. Aaron, can you stop showing up and interrupting my life anymore, please?" I knew it was useless to ask him of that, but at least I tried.

He looked at the starry night sky, and his eyes dark and unfocused. After some time, he replied, "I tried, but I can't."

Forget it!

The conversation had dragged on for too long. I was tired. So, I got up, looked at Aaron, and demanded, "Send me home."

I already had it figured out. If he wanted to hurt me, he wouldn't have brought me there. He just wanted to see me helpless for his stimulation. He was a hunter, and he must have felt uncomfortable when there was no prey to entertain him.

Therefore, he wouldn't do anything to me for the time being.

After sending me back to the villa in Flora Hill, he didn't unlock the car door but instead stare at me with his dark eyes, "Can't I get a goodnight kiss?"

I snorted.

I looked at him and said without any expression,

"Unlock the door!"

He cocked his eyebrow as the rebel in him awakened. He leaned against the seat and looked down at me, "What do you think Hendrix will think if he saw you in the car with me for such a long time?"

He nodded without waiting for me to reply, "Oh right. He would be taking good care of Andrea, the woman he loves, in her ward right now. He doesn't have time for you!"

As he said, he came closer, and the scent of cigarettes made me uncomfortable. I leaned away from him, "Aaron, just tell me, will I only be free if I die?"