AliNovel

Font: Big Medium Small
Dark Eye-protection
AliNovel > My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) > Chapter 182

Chapter 182

    Chapter 182


    I turned around and looked out of the window. Then I saw a familiar ck jeep parked not far away


    from the train station, and both of our car windows were rolled down.


    It was Hendrix.


    I hadn''t seen him for half a month. He looked haggard but still as handsome as before. He stared in our


    Content is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    direction with his dark eyes.


    His gaze was unfathomable.


    Aaron was too close to me, and I pushed him away out of instinct. He grabbed my wrist with a smug,


    then held me forcefully into his embrace.


    Still smirking, he looked provocatively in Hendrix''s direction and said, "Let''s go!"


    His words were meant for the driver.


    He rolled up the window as soon as the car started driving away. I finally got to push him away from


    me, and I was breathing rapidly out of anger.


    "Aaron, you sick b*stard!" I yelled. He was obviously trying to get back at Hendrix.


    After letting go of me, Aaron leaned back in his seat and said leisurely, "Don''t you know


    already?"


    I was speechless, and I was angry. I wanted to rip him into pieces, but in the end, I could only re at


    him before turning to look out the window, ignoring him.


    The driver stopped the car near a restaurant, and we got out of the car. Aaron had already ced his


    order in advance. So, as soon as we were brought to our table, the dishes were served immediately.


    I didn''t eat much due to my anger. Aaron took a few bites and stopped after noticing that I''m not eating.


    Lazily, he raised his eyebrows at me and asked, "You don''t like it?"


    He seemed different from who he was five years ago, but I still couldn''t tell what exactly was different


    about him. I shook my head slightly and said, "I''m not hungry."


    He pursed his lips and looked at me with one hand holding his chin, "Shouldn''t you eat more when


    you''re pregnant?"


    "Yup," I didn''t know what to tell him, so I ate a few more mouthfuls of food and said, "Maybe I''m just not


    that hungry."


    He nodded and looked at me. He seemed less arrogant and more gentle than before, and he asked,


    "When did you fall in love with


    Hendrix?"


    I didn''t want to talk about that. Most of all, I didn''t want to talk to him. So I frowned at him, "This is none


    of your business!"


    "You are my younger sister," He spoke, unruffled but assertive.


    I chuckled, "You know we''re not blood-rted!"


    He nodded, "I do!"


    His response left me powerless. I felt as though my words were futile.


    Putting down the cutlery, I said, "I''m full, and it''s gettingte, so I''d like to leave now."


    He got up with me, "I''ll see you home."


    He used to be terrifying. But right then, he was someone clingy and annoying that I couldn''t get rid of.


    He drove me to Flora Hill. It was argemunity with individual vis scattered around the area.


    Birds could be seen flying around the trees that were nted beside the road.


    He didn''t say anything, and neither did I.


    Aaron pulled the car over at the entrance of the vi. He looked at me and asked, "Aren''t you going to


    invite me in for tea?"


    "No," I replied curtly and got out of the car.


    He followed and stopped me, "Even if you hate me, you can''t deny that we''re siblings. As your older


    brother, there''s no way I wouldn''t want to meet my brother- in-w. Arianna, admit it. You don''t have


    any family other than me, someone rted to you by blood. You have no one else."


    His words pierced through my heart like a dagger. It was so painful that I couldn''t breathe. Looking at


    him, I suppressed my sadness as I said, "Aaron, you can''t judge me by your standard just because you


    have no family or friends, and you have no one in your heart. You can''t define my life with your


    circumstances."


    I had always known that he felt lonely, but I never mentioned it. However, there was no reason to hold


    back anymore since we were already on that topic. Looking at his gloomy face, I continued, "I had


    Grandma back then, and now I have my husband and my child. I have Monique too. I''m not you. You''re


    an isted ind that no one could get close to."
『Add To Library for easy reading』
Popular recommendations
Shadow Slave Beyond the Divorce My Substitute CEO Bride Disregard Fantasy, Acquire Currency The Untouchable Ex-Wife Mirrored Soul