My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 422

For a moment, my heart skipped a beat. I apologized, saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"It's windy outside, you'll get sick if you stay here for too long." Irvin's handsome face looked indifferent,

and there was no emotion on it. His straight figure seemed to be blurred in the snow.

As he spoke, he put the big cotton- padded jacket on his arm around me and said, "Let's go back

inside. It's cold!"

I was shocked for a moment before nodding my head. Then, I turned around and prepared to go back.

However, he suddenly pulled me into his arms and \asked in a low and restrained voice, "Have you...

reconciled with Hendrix?"

After a moment's pause, I nodded. I pondered for a moment before I said, "Irvin, you're a good man.

You'll find your happiness."

He looked at me silently for a long while. "How do you know that? Arianna, do you know what happens

to a person when they're exposed to the light after being in the darkness for too long?"

I pursed my lips and looked at him. Then, he continued, "If a person has never felt the warmth of the

sun, they wouldn't think the darkness unbearable. The feeling of seeing the sun shine the way it does

after being in the dark for so long is something you'll probably never understand."

The feeling of helplessness radiating from him was so strong that I couldn't breathe, but I couldn't say

anything.

As I looked at him, I opened my mouth a little, but in the end, I couldn't say a word.

He firmly interlocked his fingers with mine before he pulled me into his arms and pressed me into his

chest. After that, he patted me on the back. "Whatever. If Hendrix cherishes you, then you will be

happy for the rest of your life. If he does you wrong..."

"I won't do her wrong!" A man's deep voice came from behind. It was Hendrix.

I loosened myself from Irvin's embrace and looked back at Hendrix, who was carrying a coat in his

hand. Hendrix walked up to me, took off the cotton coat I was wearing and handed it to Irvin. Then, he

put the coat in his hand around me and said, "Thank you for your clothes, Mr. Granger."

Irvin squinted his eyes, pursed his lips, and his expression turned cold. Two perfunctory words popped

out from his mouth, "You're welcome!"

Then, Hendrix held me in his arms and led me back to the main hall of the Granger Manor. He walked

a little fast on the way back, and the anger on his face had not subsided even after entering the

bedroom. I thought that he would be furious at me, but he just said, "I'll take a bath!"

Then, he went straight into the bathroom. That was how I knew he was pissed.

Soon after, he came out of the bathroom wearing a white bathrobe. He had wide shoulders and a

narrow waist. This man looked chic. When he saw me sitting on the chaise longue, he said lightly, "It's

getting late. Go to bed early."

His emotionless attitude made me momentarily speechless. I lowered my head slightly, and the only

thing I could do was turn around and head to the bathroom.

When I came out after taking a shower, he was already lying in bed. It seemed like he had fallen

asleep.

I dried my hair and crawled into bed. His back was faced towards me. I put my arms around his waist

and stuck my face to his back. Then, I said in a soft voice, "Hendrix, I can't sleep if you don't hug me."

His body tensed for a moment. He then said in a stiff voice, "Go sleep!"

I pursed my lips and spooned him for a while. Seeing that he still had his back to me, I got up, climbed

to the other side of the bed, and squeezed myself into his arms.

After I wriggled into his embrace and let him wrap his arms around me, I noticed that his eyes were

closed and his face was a little gaunt. It seemed that he had been tired these couple of days.

I raised my hand, touched the stubble on his chin with my finger, and said, "Hendrix, if you keep being

quiet, I will think that you don't care about me. If so, we can just sleep separately in the future. I don't

want a cold, unfeeling husband."

In a heartbeat, he opened his eyes and they looked phenomenally bright in the dark. "You think I'm

cold?"

I nodded and said, "Very cold. It's snowing outside, but you're colder than that!" I made sure I sounded

extra pouty and sad when I said that.novelbin