My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"What if I don't apologize?" I suppressed my anger and looked at him. We stared each other down, but I was unafraid of his cold glare.

He knitted his brows, his thin lips tightly pursed, and his cold aura permeated into the air. "It seems that Monique's bar is quite peaceful lately, huh?"

I was shocked to hear this. He threatened me. I couldn't believe this man was using such despicable means to make me apologize to Andrea.

I looked up at him and saw that his jaw was clenched tightly. My eyes ran over the dark stubble on his jaw, finding it very unruly and seductive. However, at that moment, I had no intention of admiring his face as my heart was flooded with coldness. After a while, I said, "Fine. I'll apologize!"

I broke away from his grasp and walked to Andrea. Suppressing my burning fury, I looked at her and uttered, "I'm sorry."

Andrea appeared pitiful and helpless as if I had bullied her for real.

Austin must've felt idle. When he saw me apologize, he mocked disdainfully, "Do you think it's enough to just say sorry after hitting someone? If that's the case, anyone can simply apologize after killing someone. What's the law for then?"

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