Chapter 818
Iid on the bed, spacing out at the ceiling for a long time, beforeing back to my senses.
Maybe | really had fallen sick, or the extremely selfish me, was the real me.
Hendrix wasn''t in the hotel. After | washed up, | got ready to leave and bumped into Aaron who was ready to knock on my door.
Seeing my haggard face, he frowned and asked, "Didn''t you sleep wellst night?"
| pinched the bridge of my nose and shook my head, saying, "I''m fine. Is there any news about Anne?"
He mumbled a reply in acknowledgement and gestured for me to go inside to speak.
| moved away and made way for him, allowing him to enter the room.
I sat on the couch and didn''t say anything, waiting for him to speak.
He poured himself a ss of water and looked at me. "Arianna, are you happy being with Hendrix?" he asked.
| furrowed my brows and was somewhat unhappy as | replied, "Aaron, | thought you came to talk
about Anne with me."
He rubbed his nose and coughed awkwardly before saying, "Yes, | dide to talk to you about Anne, but what matters most
right now is you. Anne has Hendrix, the Saunders family, and the Reid family. Let''s talk about your issue first, alright?"
| was a little ufortable with him suddenly looking at me with such solemness. | pressed my lips together and said to him,
"What issue do | have?"
"Just answer my question."
| frowned and became upset. However, | was still under his scrutiny, so | had to answer, "Things have always been fine between
me and Hendrix."
He curled his lips and asked again, "I''m asking whether you''re happy, not whether things are fine."
Somehow, | felt that he was being nitpicky and that agitated me. | scowled and said, "Aaron, can you tell me what is happiness?"
Life was a long journey, and even the minutest details make a story too. Since it was a story, how could there not be joys and
sorrows?
What was the definition of happiness? If it could only merely be defined as being happy, then wouldn''t that be too narrow of a
definition?
He sat up straight and sighed slightly, "Arianna, don''t you know more about happiness than | do? You''re reluctant to answer me
because you''re starting to feel burdened in this rtionship. No matter what, you still feel reserved with Hendrix. Deep down, you
still hold a grudge towards him, right?"
| fell silent. | started to drift into a daze as | stared at the ss of water in front of me. | asked, "So, what are you trying to say?"
"It''s either you leave him for good, or you go to the hospital and ept psychiatric treatment, then start afresh with him. You''re
having an ambiguous rtionship with him."
Ambiguous?
At the moment, | already have no idea what was wrong with me. All | knew was that | was not okay.
Most of the time, | had absolutely no control over my temper and mood.
The wounds | had umted over
the years couldn''t be cured, and |
could only bury them Assime passed
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they didn''t seem like a huge problem.
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After a moment of silence, | said, "I will go to the hospital, but not now."
He nodded and didn''t push further.
After a moment, | looked up at him. "Aaron, we shouldn''t be here having a heart-to-heart talk now," | told him.
He nodded and looked at me before
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"Arianna, listen to me first, alright?"
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Those words...
| probed him, "So, you guys have found Anne, haven''t you?"
He nodded, but his expression didn''t look good.