My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 336

Charles laughed out loud, narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Be honest, are you two in love?"

Irvin was taken aback. He smiled and said, "Mr. Reid, that's not up to me to decide."

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone laughed and sent Charles off. Irvin and Helen bid each other goodbye shortly after.

Helen took a look at me, and then shot Irvin a serious expression. "You need to have a sense of propriety. Don't make things complicated. If the scandal between you two gets spread across Jarold City, things will get even more complicated with the Reid, Roberts and Granger families involved."

Irvin nodded. He quickly reassured her, "Mom, don't worry. I know what I'm doing!"

Irvin and I then exited the hotel and got into the car.

As we buckled into our seats, I couldn't help but look at him and asked, "Although Charles wants a daughter desperately, he is a high-ranking official. He can't get a daughter randomly, can he?"

He started the car and said with a smile, "You're quite smart, you know that?"

"What do you mean?"

He said while driving, "Aaron was also behind this. He is Charles's nephew, he lives under the same roof, and has mentioned you more than once in front of Charles. I guess you could say that he said all the right things."

I was stunned for a moment before confusions started setting in. "Isn't Aaron's father a businessman?"

He raised his eyebrows. "If you have a chance, ask Aaron. There are not many people in Reid Family and Charles has no children. The other two uncles in the Reid family are either dead or have some sort of disability. So, although the Reid Family is big, it is not populated."

I nodded, deep in thought. A few years ago, Aaron had indeed been brought back by the Reid family in Jarold City. I didn't ask him much about it after, so I had limited knowledge about the finer details. Moreover, we were all young when he came to Hovell, and Grandma never talked about the investment partner who committed suicide.

I had never inquired about Aaron's background for so many years.

After spending the whole night out, I leaned myself against the car, feeling drowsy. While I was in a daze, the car had entered the residential area.

Irvin pulled over and saw that I was sleepy. He asked, "Do you need me to carry you up?"

My eyes suddenly shot open and I shook my head. "I'll go up on my own!" Helen was right. If someone brought up something unnecessary, everyone would be embarrassed and troubled.

I wasn't surprised to see Hendrix at the gate, but I couldn't help frowning when his figure came into view. Was he trying to persuade me to stay this way?

He sat on the steps at the gate, looking like an abandoned child.

After not seeing him for a few days, he had grown thinner. His former pride and arrogance had completely disappeared, and his eyes were bloodshot. Irvin frowned slightly, "I'll be leaving first then."

I nodded and looked at Hendrix, who slowly rose to his feet. I caught a glimpse of his hand wrapped in white gauze.

If there was medicine for regret, I would definitely take it. If I could choose to not have met Hendrix at all, I would choose that in a heartbeat.

After three years of physical and mental torment, of being hurt beyond healing, I had changed beyond recognition.

We looked at each other for a long while. I pondered about what to say to him, but didn't replace an answer.

I then said flatly, "Go home, and don't come back here again!" Ignoring his gaze, I walked past him and through the door immediately.

"Are you guys living together?" He asked tiredly.

I stopped in my tracks, frowned and exclaimed, "That's my business!"

"Fine!" His voice was hoarse and powerless.

"Is there really nothing we can do for us?"

Was this our final chapter? I really didn't know. I thought of hundreds of ways to torture him, but I would still be the one left hurting in the end/. So, I chose to turn a blind eye.

"I know you hate me! It's my fault for not protecting you and our child. It's all my fault. But, Arianna, I can't just let this happen to us. If you hate me, you can do whatever you want to get revenge. But... at least come back with me. We're husband and wife, so we have to face it together, don't we?"

I pursed my lips, unable to shake the discomfort from my heart. I said, "Let's get a divorce!" I tried my best to learn how to let go and not to hate him. After all, I had loved him before. So, not hating him was already the best I could do.

My heart felt as if it was being torn apart, and there was only pain everywhere.