Female Novel
Chapter 313
I was awakened by the sound of the thunder roaring outside. When I opened my eyes, I felt numb from
the cold. I had forgotten to close the window before going to bed, so the heavy rain drifted in.
I fumbled for my phone and looked at the time. Seeing that it was only past midnight, I couldn't help but
frown. Now that I had woken up, I might not be able to sleep for the rest of the night.
There were dozens of missed calls on the phone. Although it wasn't a saved number on my phone, I
recognized the numbers. All of the missed calls were from Hendrix.
Slightly irked, I wanted to switch off my cell phone altogether. However, Hendrix called again before I
could switch it off. His brows furrowed together, I frowned and answered it, "Hendrix, what else do you
want from me? Do I need to die to stop you from bothering me?"
"Arianna, you know what I want. If I had stayed with you..." His voice was hoarse, and I could also
faintly hear the falling rain through the speaker.
Annoyed, I wanted to hang up the phone. He seemed to have sensed that, and he quickly added, "I'm
downstairs!"
I was stunned. Unaware of it, 1 went to the balcony and looked downwards at the street. Under a street
light, Hendrix was standing in the rain in black. His posture was so upright that he almost looked like a
piece of wood from a distance.
My blood boiled. "Hendrix, are you out of your mind?" I yelled to the phone. "Why stand in the rain in
the middle of the night? You like torturing yourself?"
He laughed, "Are you mad? Does it mean that you care about me?"
I was rendered speechless.
There was something seriously wrong with his mind.
"Hendrix, you're sick. You need to see a doctor," After I said that, I hung up the phone in frustration.
The rain was pouring outside. The rain in late autumn was unlike the warm midsummer rain. Hendrix
would easily catch a cold if he continued.
After contemplating, I went through my contact list and called Josiah. He didn't answer. So, I dialed
Austin's number, and it rang for quite a while before someone finally answered it.
"Arianna? What's the matter?"
I pursed my lips and said, "Hendrix is tormenting himself at Central Park Residence. If you don't want
him to die, come and bring him home. Oh, and please tell him that even if he wants to die, don't do that
near me. I want nothing to do with his dead body. Thank you very much."
"What the f*ck? I know you aren't a good person! You-" Austin had always been harsh towards me. I
hung up the call right after I had conveyed my message, not interested in listening to his scoldings.
Then, I immediately switched off the phone.
It was still raining outside, and Hendrix was still in the rain as if he was an inanimate object. Half an
hour later, Austin came.
I was too high up from the ground level to hear what they said. But both of them left only after a few
back-and-forths.
I drew the curtains and sat on the bed. I knew that I wouldn't be able to fall asleep for the rest of the
night.
The next day, I got out of bed and freshened up before going to the company.
Irvin came early, and he frowned when he noticed that I wasn't in good spirits. "Did you even sleep last
night?"
I shook my head, "Hendrix was downstairs, and he was annoying."
His brows knitted together, but he didn't continue commenting on it. Instead, he began to talk business,
"Have you read the documents I'd given you yesterday?"
I was confused at first. Then, I realized that Hendrix's sudden appearance made me forget about mynovelbin
job. Embarrassed, I apologized, "I totally forgot about it..."
He put his hand on his forehead and smiled, as though he couldn't take any action against my
negligence, "There will be a meeting later which you need to attend. If you haven't looked through the
documents, you'll have to wing it at the meeting."
My mouth fell agape.
But I guessed there wasn't any other solution.
I nodded and looked at him, "What's the meeting about?"
He didn't answer me immediately. Instead, he got up, poured me a glass of water, and asked his
secretary to send me breakfast before he finally said, "I'll tell you while you're eating later."
Judging by his behavior, I was convinced that he was very worried that I might starve to death, which
explained why he kept feeding me all the time.
Irvin's secretary brought in a full breakfast set for me. Sitting on the sofa, I looked at him and urged as I
dug into the food, "Well? Tell me!"