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?"

feeling a little sad. I looked at him with red eyes and blurted,

visibly froze at this. After some time, he whipped me

to take me to the hospital, so I pulled on his sleeve and exclaimed with tears threatening to fall

said as he glanced at me with a pair of cold

my heart. The day before, he had helped me, as well as his compliance right then, he didn't seem to be so distant anymore. Humans are greedy animals. Once they've tasted a bit

putting me down on the table, he went into the kitchen for a while and came

it was oatmeal, but it turned out 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. Stay

start treating me differently? Was

bowl,

came, I was

and said, "You don't have to eat those specially. There's no need

up and spotted him standing next

my