My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 67

I...

It was a misunderstanding!

I didn't know that he was actually reaching over to buckle my seatbelt.

Faking a smile at him, I turned my attention to the scenery outside the window.

As he held my hand, warmth spread through my body gradually. I was stunned and looked at Hendrix,

who was driving with one hand and holding my hand with the other.

When he saw me staring at him, he raised my hand to his lips and kissed it. "Other than the food you

mentioned, what else are you craving for?'¹

Such a rare warm and peaceful interaction made my heart race and my face blush. However, this paled

in comparison to the burning warmth of his kiss on the back of my hand.

I withdrew my hand and stammered, "A-Anything is fine!" Right now, anything was fine for me.

I could hear Hendrix's deep laughter rumbling in his throat. It seemed like he was in a very good mood.

Back at the villa, before I could get out of the car, he had already opened the door and offered his hand

to me.

"I can walk on my own." After all, I was not so dainty as to require assistance at every turn.

"Come here." Nonetheless, he ignored me and picked me up in an overbearing manner, then strode

into the villa.

Setting me down on the sofa in the living room, he brought out the prescribed medicine. After

scrutinizing it for a while, he took out a few black pills and handed them to me. "Take these."

I frowned, not keen on taking the medication.

Upon my hesitation, he went into the kitchen and came out with something white in his palm. It was

rock sugar.

"After you have taken the medicine, you can counter the bitterness with this."

I...

Sure enough, men can be stupid sometimes. This was not traditional medicine. Why would I eat rock

sugar?

I took the pills from his hand and gulped them down with some water. After that, I went straight back to

the bedroom.

If I stayed with Hendrix any longer, I'd start becoming unreasonable.

It had been a long and tiring day, hence I fell asleep as soon as I hit the sack.

Perhaps it was because I had been sleeping very soundly that I never noticed when Hendrix had gotten

into bed with me.

The next day, I woke up late.

As I opened my eyes, I was greeted with Hendrix's stunning and resolute face. He was so close that I

could make out the pores on his skin. I had to say that he had a very nice complexion.

He looked strong and handsome, and his temperament was outstanding. I couldn't help but reach out

my hand, gently caressing the growing stubble on his face.

It could be that he had gone to bed late last night, or it could be due to the fatigue from his recent

business trips. Either way, he was sleeping like a baby.

My hand continued to dance across his delicate features for a while. Seeing as he was still sound

asleep and I was getting a little hungry, I got out of bed in search of food. To my surprise, he raised his

leg and clamped down on me.

His legs shifted as if he had thought of something.

"Hendrix!" I chided as I tried to move his legs away from me.

His long and slender eyelashes quivered, and he opened his eyes sleepily. "You're awake?"

I nodded and tried to pull myself out of the covers. However, he reached out and wrapped his arms

around me. He stared at me with his alluring eyes and a faint smile, imploring, "Don't go."

I...

Typically, he was all smart and dapper, however...

"I'm hungry!" I took a deep breath as my face reddened.

"Mmm," he hummed nonchalantly. His voice was exceptionally hoarse, and he pulled me closer.

I...

"Hendrix, you hooligan!" I scolded in exasperation.

Thanks to this tormenting moment, I felt like a masochist. I went into the bathroom and scrubbed

myself several times, but the smell still lingered on.

He followed me out of bed and into the bathroom. Hugging me from behind, his eyes glinted with

slyness.

I busied myself with brushing my teeth, not giving him the time of day. He seemed to be in high spirits

as he raised his eyebrows at me, teasing, "You'll get used to it if we do it more in the future."