My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 2313

Jordan stood frozen on the spot for a while before he slowly walked over. He didn't sit down but stood in front of me, looking down at me from above. His blank eyes gradually showed anger as if he was dissatisfied with how I could act so calmly as if nothing had happened.

"What's the matter?" I deliberately ignored him and focused on warming my hands with the hot tea.

After waiting for a long time, Jordan was still silent. I slowly raised my head. Just as I met his eyes, a big hand suddenly reached out and grabbed my wrist.

"Ouch!" The wound on my shoulder was not fully healed. I pulled on it subconsciously, but the pain was hard to bear. I could not help but let out a groan.

The strength in his hands relaxed for a moment, but after a brief consideration, he clenched his fist again. Then he leaned over to me and asked fiercely, "You still love Hendrix, don't you?"

Frowning, I raised my chin and refused to give in. "What does that have to do with you?"

"Answer me!" Jordan gritted his teeth. His grip was so firm that it felt like he was crushing my

bones.

Cold sweat formed on my forehead. I swallowed hard to endure the piercing pain. My lips trembled as I continued to say, "Yes, I love him. I will love him until I die! Are you satisfied!?" "Shut up!" He suddenly became furious. He grabbed my neck with his other hand, and his fingers dug into the skin of my neck inch by inch.

I struggled to breathe.

I instinctively fought to escape his grasp as I suffocated. At this moment, I was like a fish on a chopping board, about to be slaughtered.

Even so, I still stared stubbornly at Jordan. Even though I was losing consciousness little by little, my gaze was still stubborn. I refused to admit defeat.

Jordan's eyes were bloodshot, the blue veins on his face were bulging from his anger. He looked like a fearsome demon.

As I felt the metallic taste on the tip

of my tongue, I realized that I was on the verge of death. Suddenly,

Velos

smiled sadly and looked at Jordan with contempt and sympathy.

"You... lost... Haha..."

The next second, as if waking up from a dream, he suddenly pulled his hand back.

I fell back on the chair. I had just caught my breath, but I was so happy that couldn't close my mouth. I touched my heart and laughed as if I had gone mad.

"Hahaha, was your heart aching too when you almost killed me? Tell me,

Jordan. How does it feel to be unable to control your feelings?"

He stood proudly in the same place, raising his chin high as if this could show that he was not the same as everyone else. "There is nothing I can't control."

"I believe you." I smiled even more sarcastically. I pretended to nod and then suddenly asked, "So, why don't you tell me why you suddenly showed up here?" Three short days was only seventy-two hours. Jordan was already dying to see me within that time. He even forgot to hide his sadness.

Those three days must have been difficult for him to get through.

But this was just a drop in the bucket. In his words, this was just the beginning.