My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Perhaps it was due to the heat from recent days, a thunderstorm broke out outside.

The bathroom was deathly silent. I thought Hendrix was angry which played a part in this. After a while, I found out he wasn't.

He calmed down and straightened himself. Looking at me, he said, "Rest well."

Then, he turned around and left.

He was really whimsical indeed.

When Monique walked in, I was still in a daze on the bathroom floor. Seeing me in such a deplorable state, she exclaimed, "Arianna, do you not want to live anymore? Why are you doing this to yourself? Even if you don't love yourself anymore, at the very least, think of the baby!"

She carried me out of the bathroom. I sat somewhat rigidly on the bed and let her dry my hair.

After a long while, I asked Monique, "Do you think a man will fall in love with a woman because of a child?"

Monique paused, thought for a moment, and answered, "It's possible. After all, many women would fall in love with someone they didn't love for the same reason."

had been many instances

if the child is

confused.

asked, "What are you thinking about? It's been two months. You must have the baby. Please don't

raised a hand to my face, feeling a little frustrated. Recently,

me to bed, and comforted

again. However, the storm rumbled on outside the window. Monique was afraid that I couldn't fall asleep, so she stayed with

was true that I couldn't fall asleep, but it was not because I was afraid. It was just that I was

catch forty winks,

already risen, and

anxious as she blurted, "Miss Reid, Brilliant Audit has already begun their work with the finance department, but as

a mess, and it would be easy for me to screw things up. She affirmed and replied, "There is also Advancer Tech, whose operations will commence at the end of the month. Miss Reid, you may need

business trip in

me to go on a business trip. Hanging up

already made an omelet for breakfast. She looked at me and said awkwardly, "I'm really sorry, I haven't cooked in a while, so I'm a little rusty." Looking at the burnt omelet on the table, I stifled a laugh and said, "You won't be so