My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2340

The moment the door closed, my tears stopped.

I calmly got up from the ground and put on my slippers. After that, I washed my face before taking out some ingredients from the refrigerator to make myself pasta to eat.

Crying took a lot of energy! I was already hungry as soon as Hendrix left.

From this point of view, it was not easy for actors to make money.

As I ate the pasta, I couldn't help but think about how Jordan would treat me as it affected my next step.

If I wasn't mistaken, after what happened today, in this well-matched battle, Jordan had already retreated. If he made a concession, that could be my chance to mess things up.

Now that I was 100% sure about Hendrix's feelings, all I had to do was do my best to assist him.

Hendrix would fight for his career while I would fight for his heart.

After confirming this fact, I was in a rare good mood. I kept eating until I finished all the pasta |

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When I went upstairs, I saw one of the doors left ajar. Judging from the layout, it should be the study. The computer that Jordan had used was placed on the desk.

I looked at the door and went straight into the bedroom, kicking the door shut with a bang.

After what happened a day ago, I learned something. Jordan had set up everything in this house to make a fool out of me. Nothing was valuable. Therefore, it was better to be quiet than to make any moves. I simply laid back on the bed and slept.

When I was between dream and reality, I felt someone holding me from behind. I immediately woke up, getting up from the bed. I turned on the night lamp.

I frowned when I saw Jordan's face. Right away, I stormed out of the bedroom and stomped into the living room.

Jordan caught up with me at the

door, grabbing my wrist with his large hand as he said impatiently, "What are you doing? It's the middle of the night!"

"Let me go! Let go of me!" I used all my strength to break free. I then turned around and rushed out of the door, running downstairs.

I ran out of the house, opening the door to Jordan's car.

As I expected, he didn't have the habit of removing his car key when he lived in a sh*tty place like this.

Jordan also came out at this same time. I quickly bent down and got into the car. Turning the key to turn on the engine, I turned the steering wheel flooring the accelerator without hesitation, avoiding Jordan's attempt at stopping me.

At the last moment, Jordan opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Stop the car!" Jordan lost his gentlemanly demeanor and roared, "I asked you to stop the car, Arianna. Do you hear me!?"

I held the steering wheel tightly, ignoring his existence as I maintained the highest speed I could control.

It was a downhill road with many tight corners. It was a death trap at the speed I was going.

Of course, I didn't want to die, but

right now, I was just a woman who was hated by her beloved. It was seemed normal not to value my life. There was nothing more convincing thanosing control as I drove and ending up in an accident.

At the last turn, I loosened my grip on the steering wheel on purpose and waited for death to embrace us.

Jordan quickly reached out to control the steering wheel, his voice full of anger. "You're nuts!"

However, he couldn't turn back the car back quickly enough. We took the corner at a high speed.

The sports car lost control in an instant. It broke through the protective fencing, rushing straight down the hillside before flying up into the air.

In the air, I laughed crazily, saying to myself, "I AM nuts. Without Hendrix, I have lost everything.

What's the point of living?"