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?"

low spirits, and I was in a bad mood. I was really exhausted. Brushing him aside, I went back to

sleeping. She probably didn't sleep well

home, she was sleeping soundly in

the apartment. It was a mess there. I cleaned up and washed some fruits. Then, I sat in the living room perusing my phone while waiting for Monique to wake up. Somehow, I ended

the same floor, next to each other. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. My phone vibrated a

wasn't going to answer it, but the mystery caller was persistent. I finally answered it after a while and said impatiently,

"Arianna!" This voice... Austin?

call me in

"What's the matter?"

won't

the brows. "Mr. Shelley, why are you calling me in the middle of the night? Is it possible

felt excluded, so you're using me

really like Andrea, I think you should talk to Hendrix. The three of you can still... Never mind. Don't call me for no reason. It doesn't mean that you can vent your frustrations on