My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 225

In the restaurant.

After we finished our meal, Sawyer had to leave earlier for work. Followed by that, Monique received a

call. Her expression hardened after the call, and she had left too.

Leaving Ian and I alone, Ian suggested to go elsewhere after, "Do you want to talk elsewhere?"

I agreed, and so we found ourselves a cafe.

Since my issues were mainly regarding Hendrix and my sexual life, it was hard for me to speak out.

After struggling for so long, I finally told Ian the truth. To my surprise, Ian was especially serious when it

came to his work, which relieved me after talking to him. After giving some thought to it, he told me,

"This is a psychological problem. Nothing physically related. I think you should open up and be honest

with Hendrix."

Discouraged by the idea, I replied, "But I don't want him to know about that incident!"

"Why? You're the victim here. Why do you worry about it? Hendrix has the right to know," Ian sounded

furious. After a pause, he continued, "This is an emotional wound, Arianna. You can't let him sleep with

you anymore because you're still affected by his past relationship with Andrea."

Feeling a little embarrassed, I persisted. "But it wasn't like that last time-"

"That's because deep down, you believed that Hendrix would never sleep with others even if he treats

her well. Yet, you heard the sounds of them having sex in the other room, which completely crushed

you mentally. You've started doubting him, eventually leading you to develop fear for sexual intimacy,"

Ian explained.

"Does that mean my emotional wound can be cured if I stop loving him one day?" I bluntly asked,

knowing that Hendrix caused the trauma.

Ian raised his eyebrows. "It's hard to tell. Maybe you can try to do it with other men and see if you

reacted to them any different from Hendrix."

I rolled my eyes at his suggestion. "When are you going back to Mesville?"

"Probably in two more days. I'll keep an eye on you a little more. After all, I'll never know when you'll do

something absurd again!" Ian said half-jokingly.

Ignoring him, I finished the remaining juice and got up to leave, "Get dinner on your own as I still have

things to do. I'll get going first!"

Ian looked disappointed and grunted, "I purposely came here from afar, and all of you are so busy.

Can't you just tour around with me here in Ucrebury?"

"You're familiar with Ucrebury anyway. I'll lend you my car to go around. I really have things to attend," I

handed him the car key and took a taxi directly to the yoga center.

I had always been a lazy person. Naturally, I had hardly done any exercise. Within an hour into the Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

practice, I was already exhausted, so I sat at the side for a rest. That was when I noticed my phone had

been vibrating all the time.

It was from an unknown number, so I ignored it and dragged myself back to the yoga practice.

After the class, I showered and changed into a clean attire, preparing to leave the center. That was

when Hendrix had called. The moment I answered the phone, Hendrix sternly said, "Come to the city

hospital now. Monique and Josiah got into an accident."

My heart sank upon hearing the news, and I immediately rushed toward the hospital.

Hendrix and Austin were both waiting outside of the emergency room. After almost running along the

way, my legs lost their strength and were weak. I almost dropped on my knees when I arrived at the

door.

Hendrix immediately grabbed me, saving me from falling, and he comforted me, "Everything's fine.

Monique only had a head injury. She's getting treated and will be out soon."

I heaved a sigh of relief, but looking at the emergency room, my heart was still pounding, "What about

Doctor Saunders? Is he badly hurt?

"God knows what curse you and Monique have. Josiah is still in critical condition. Birds of a feather

flock together. Nothing good ever happens when it's related to you both."

Only Austin could say such heartless and hurtful words.

I ignored him as I've gotten used to his rude nature, and I turned to Hendrix to ask, "What exactly

happened?"

Hendrix helped me to the corridor seats and consoled me, "Monique and Josiah were arguing in the

car when another car hit theirs just as they crossed the intersection. As for Josiah, the doctors are still

trying their best to save him, but we don't know about his current conditions yet."