My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 25

How did she find out in just a few days? I gave her a simple reply and asked through the phone, "How did you know?"

Monique furiously exclaimed, "You have the audacity to ask me how did I know? Am I not your friend anymore? How could you keep something this serious from me?"

The woman's explosive temper was unbearable to me as I spoke while resting my forehead on my hand, "I'm just concerned about the future repercussions. It's better for me to take care of this as soon as possible. I was planning to tell you guys about it initially but since you're busy recently as well, I decided to just let you know about it later!"

"Oh, please, save your breath. What do you mean by 'taking care of it as soon as possible?' I am not against you not keeping your child but don't you need someone to take care of you afterward? What if anything happens to you when you keep this under wraps?" She was so frantic and began tearing up. Hence, her statement was blunt.

My heart felt warm after knowing that she was worried about me, therefore I listened to her vent for a good long while before saying, "Oh Monique, I'm actually planning to divorce Hendrix and I might actually leave Ucrebury in the future. Do you want to leave too?"

I would not tell her about the child for the moment since things had already progressed to such an extent, it would be pointless letting her know anyway. However, I feel the need to inform her about me leaving since the main reason for Monique to stay in Ucrebury was me. If I had actually left without saying a word, she would no doubt ignore me in the future.

After a brief pause, she spoke, "When are you leaving? Which city are you planning to move to?"

"Probably in the next few months. I was thinking about Andoland as it's not bad there and I wish to start a living there!"

She replied immediately after I was done speaking, "Alright, I understand!"

Nothing else came after that. I actually thought she would say something, however, I assumed she was fine upon noticing her silence. Thus, I was getting ready to hang up the call.

She suddenly continued speaking, "The man that came to pick you up from the bar is completely wasted now."

I was stunned as I exclaimed, "Hendrix?"

She grew impatient as she replied, "Is there any other man that you know aside from Hendrix?"

The instant I opened the door, I was immediately surrounded by the scent of cigarette smoke and alcohol. I opened the door to allow fresh air to circulate in.

The room was dimly lit and I noticed the man that was on the couch had his eyes closed while his thin lips were gently twitching. He did not seem to be drunk. Instead, he seemed like someone who was taking a short nap.

"Hendrix!" I called as I was scanning across the table and noticed a few empty whiskey bottles. I wondered how could he not worry about his stomach from the amount of alcohol he drank!

Upon hearing my voice, his long lashes twitched slightly before he opened his eyes into a narrow squint. He was glaring at me coldly.

I was unsure if he was simply annoyed at me for disturbing him. The initially calm atmosphere grew colder and even his glare seemed hostile when he stared at me.

He exclaimed with a cold deep voice, "Get out!"