My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 8

Kennedy gave me a snort of sarcasm, "What an ungrateful b*stard, dad had put so much attention on him for nothing."

"Stop that, Kennedy!" Trent glared at her. He could not help but consoled me, "It's getting late and your grandpa had rested in peace. So it's time for you to go home."

"Okay. Thank you, Uncle." Trent and Kennedy were both in their late fifties. They had no child but at least they lived a peaceful life with the shares of Roberts Group.

Although Kennedy had a sharp tongue, after all she was still a kind-hearted one. The couple had led a life that was too good for people to be envious of them.

As they walked away, I stood in front of Grandpa's gravestone in absent- minded. Now that Grandpa had passed away and perhaps this marked the end of the relationship between Hendrix and me.

Everything was temporary in this life. Everything faded away when the time came, and before I knew it, it was all gone, and so did our relationship.

"Grandpa, take care. I'll come and visit you after some time." Standing in front of the gravestone, I took a deep bow. Before I managed to get off, I was taken by complete surprise.

When did Hendrix arrive?

Hendrix was dressed in black, and his face was gloomy and cold. He was standing not far away from me in his tall figure, and his eyes fell on the gravestone. As usual, his expression was deep enough for me to figure out his emotion at the moment.

As I turned to him, he shifted his gaze and ordered in his low and deep voice. "Let's go!"

Was Hendrix...here to pick me up?

As he was about to leave, I quickly stopped him, "Hendrix, Grandpa has passed away. So you should let go of the past, and you know that he had done much for you in the past."

He stared at me with his cold eyes and I was at a loss for words.

"I didn't push her." I finally managed to express my feeling. Looking deep into his eyes, I sneered, "Hendrix, I don't even know what's inside the box, and I have never thought of using it to delay our divorce. Well, if you insist to divorce, fine! I agree with that, let's get our divorce certificate done tomorrow."

The sky was completely dark now. I could hear the pitter- patter of the rain strumming against the windows as the atmosphere turned cold and quiet.

Hendrix was startled as it was out of his expectation that I would agree to divorce now. The next moment, he smirked on his thin lips, "Andrea is still lying in the hospital, are you planning to avoid the responsibility by making this agreement?"

"What do you expect from me?" That's right, Andrea was still lying in the hospital and I was the reason behind that. How could he easily let this off?

"Go and take care of her from tomorrow onwards." Hendrix fixed his position and put his hand on the steering wheel. His gaze shifted from me and he

stared out.