My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I couldn't help but be stunned by his question. It seemed that he had listened to some of our conversations. "What are you talking about?" I pretended to be clueless and retorted out of guilt.

I felt a little flustered as he approached me, exuding an overwhelming aura. I panicked, not knowing what to do for a moment. I rapidly covered my lower abdomen and frowned, "Oh, my stomach hurts!" As I yelped, I quickly crouched down.

Hendrix stopped in his tracks then walked up to me, pulled me up, and said with his brows knitted together, "Let's go to the hospital!"

I was speechless.

Was I shooting myself in the foot?

"No..."

I rejected him too quickly, and his eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at me. He regarded me suspiciously, "Arianna, you don't seem to want to go to the hospital, do you?"

looked at him

some time, he whipped me out of the

threatening to fall out of my eyes, "Hendrix, I really

he glanced

seem to be so distant anymore. Humans are greedy animals. Once they've tasted a bit of sweetness, they would want to taste more of it and take it

for a while and came

to be halfboiled eggs. I looked at him with a perplexed expression. He glanced at me indifferently and then uttered in a low voice, "Josiah will come to visit you later. You don't have to go to the company for the time being. Although the project regarding Richard has been completed, you still take responsibility for your mistake.

He... When did he start treating me differently? Was it after knowing that

in the bowl, I was motionless for a

Josiah came, I was still

"You don't have to eat those specially. There's no need to go on a diet, you can eat anything you want. The fetus isn't

voice. I looked up and spotted him standing next to the dining

my feet.