My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Listening to his words, I roughly guessed that they wanted to have a gathering and was afraid that I would go with them, thus they asked me to go home when we were at Herb Garden. "Arianna, why are you following Hendrix wherever he goes? Why are you so thick-skinned?" Austin had always treated me poorly. When he saw me, he spoke without hesitation.

I didn't bother to explain. I just said, "I came here with my friend. You're overthinking."

I'm not the type of person to follow Hendrix around.

Andrea gave me a once-over and squinted, "Didn't you just give up the baby recently? Why are you running around already?"

"She must've felt lonely as Hendrix wouldn't touch her. I guess she has no choice but to look for another man outside," Austin said tactlessly.

I frowned, trying hard to suppress my anger. "Mr. Shelley, you should find some time to go home and gargle properly. Don't contaminate the air."

I never liked those two to begin with. I turned around, ready to leave.

However, Andrea blocked my way and sneered, "I haven't seen you for a few days and your tongue grew sharp. What's the matter? Why haven't you signed the divorce papers? The child is already gone, do you think that Hendrix will keep a woman, who had something happen in her belly, by his side?"

and replied, "A woman who had something happen in her belly? Andrea, it's only been a

act. If Hendrix saw this side of you, I'm afraid that he'll grow to resent you." After

not expect that Andrea would try to frame me. When I let go of her hand, she deliberately put on an act and fell, hitting the wall beside her as she collapsed. From a distance, it

arrived, witnessed the

with you? Why would you do that when Andrea only said a few words to you?" Austin shouted at

did he mean by 'a few words'? Did I deserve to

them to someone who can make use of them. Don't waste it on yourself,"

Josiah, who were watching with their hands in their pockets. I was so mad that I was ready to

"You want to leave just like that? Where are your manners,

why are you acting like you didn't do the same?" I was already in a bad mood and I

walked past Hendrix, my wrist was grabbed by him. I

as dark as gathering storm clouds, his black eyes as chilly as

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