My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2188

"Good... night."

I finally came back to my senses a few seconds later. I turned over, held my head and asked Hendrix, "How did you know that Cyril was also at that bar?"

"I didn't." Hendrix smiled proudly with his eyes closed. He looked as though everything was under his control.

"You didn't?" I didn't believe him. "Then, could you be so sure that someone would pick Freya up?"

Hendrix finally opened his eyes and looked at me with his deep dark eyes. He said, "Because I've truly understood the feeling of missing someone, especially when they refuse to see each other."

"Any other details?" I suddenly became very interested and waited anxiously for his explanation.

Hendrix slowly closed his eyes again and refused to say anything else. "My lips are dry. I don't have the strength to continue."

He had picked up Aaron's arrogant way of speaking it seems.

All in all, wasn't he simply trying to get the better of me right now?

I didn't have a choice because I too wanted to satisfy my own curiosity and hear about this gossip really badly. Although I was reluctant to do it, I kissed him on his face.

"Done. Can you tell me now?"

Hendrix looked really proud of himself. Although he quickly hid it from me, I could still see it.

I should have stood my ground. I should have just cried and make a fuss about it. I'm sure he would have told me anyway.

I couldn't believe that I let him take advantage of me like that!

Fortunately, Hendrix kept his word and didn't push it further.

He adjusted himself and changed into a more comfortable position. He placed his arm in between my neck and the pillow. Then, he pulled me into his arms and pressed me against his chest. His hand began touching my body.

Men are trash!

Just as I was about to lose my temper, Hendrix finally said, leisurely.NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

"What do you think I would do if you weren't with me and I couldn't contact you?"

"What would you do?"

"I'd find someplace quiet, put my phone into flight mode, then call your number over and over again."

"Are you talking about that time in

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Hovell?" Looking back on this, I really was much calmer nowadays. I was afraid of bringing up some bad memories, so I quickly changed the topic. understand. There were too many things that you couldn't say or do at that time. But that's all in the past now. The most important thing is our present now."

"Yes." Hendrix understood me and didn't probe any further. He

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continued, "What I'm trying to say is, emotions are like a flood. No one can stop them. I can't stop myself from the feeling of longing for someone. I can't even control myself

When I'm alone, never mind Cyril."

I nodded blankly. I suddenly thought of something and asked, "But Freya said that she would put an end to their relationship. She would have blocked Cyril's number, right? How did he manage to get through..."

"Woah! Could it be?"

I stopped talking because I had suddenly realized something. I had finally understood the situation.

No matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't bear to end their relationship.

She could ignore his messages, avoid his calls, and hide away somewhere while she watched him suffer. She was pretending not to feel anything, but she was really fighting against her own emotions deep inside. Up until now. She had finally broken down completely.

Freya seemed to have a unique

sense of reasoning when it came to relationships. Whether it was with Zachary or Cyril. She could always weigh the pros and cons incredibly well, Even if she couldn't end the relationship on good terms, she would also put herself in the position with the least to lose.

However, all that deft reasoning of hers obviously didn't work on Cyril. Based on Freya's reaction towards him, he had become the one exception in her life.

I laid down on Hendrix's chest and caressed him lovingly. "Hey, why do you know so much about Freya? Did you send someone to keep an eye on her?"