My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was nauseous. He was thin and tall, but his shoulders were broad enough to support my stomach, and I was pregnant.

After he took a few steps, I pulled at his clothes and shouted, "Sawyer, put me down quickly! I'm pregnant! It's too dangerous for you to do this!" Initially, he was in a hurry to leave. But when he heard what I said, he stopped abruptly and put me down. He stared at me and said, "Since when?"

I was feeling a little dizzy, so I held my forehead and replied, "It has been two months. You're crazy, go home and stop harassing others."

I was exasperated.

"Is it Hendrix's?"

D*mn it, I wanted to rage so badly but I endured it. In all seriousness, I answered his foolish question, "I'm his wife. Who else can I have a baby with? Go home already!"

"Does he know?" His temper flared and he blocked my way with a stern face.

Looking at Sawyer, I said helplessly, "Of course he knows, he's the father. If he doesn't, who would?"

bad mood. I was really

sleeping. She probably didn't sleep well when she

home,

perusing my phone while waiting for Monique to wake up. Somehow, I ended up falling asleep. When I woke up,

and mine were on the same floor, next to each other. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. My phone vibrated a few times. I

caller was persistent. I finally

"Arianna!" This voice... Austin?

me in the

"What's the matter?"

was jeering, enjoying my misfortune. "Do you really think that being pregnant means he won't cheat on you? I feel so sorry

me in the middle of

without you? You felt excluded, so

think you should talk to Hendrix. The three of you can still... Never mind.