My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

No longer having any mood to continue listening, I proceeded to head upstairs.

Lying on the bed, I felt a pinch of pain growing in my head and near my eyes. In fact, it was starting to hurt everywhere. I had no choice but to give Monique a phone call.

The phone rang for a while before it was connected. "Miss Reid, look at the time. What time is it now?"

Judging by her groggy voice, it seemed like I woke her up. I looked at the time. It was already two o'clock in the morning.

It looks like I've caused her trouble. I then muttered into the phone, "Monique, it looks like I'm sick!" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She was stunned, her voice now even louder. "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well? Go to the hospital. Is Hendrix with you?"

I was silent for a moment. For a moment, I didn't know how to describe my symptoms to her. After all, my illness was not something that was visible to the naked eyes. After a long time, I sighed and said, "I'm fine, I just miss you!"

In the end, I was unable to describe to her how I was feeling. The right words had not come to my mouth.

Perhaps Monique was too sleepy, she didn't proceed to ask any further about it. Instead, she

"Darling, are you having

answer her. In the end, I merely rambled and said, "Well,

huddled up. For a moment, the world felt so much more bland

awakened as I could feel someone sitting down on the bed

be Hendrix and didn't proceed to make any noises. Instead, I merely closed my

me recently. I didn't sleep well most nights and I constantly felt exhausted. That morning, I dragged myself

poured me a glass of milk and said, "Director, you don't look well recently. Do you want to go to

head. "It's okay, I just didn't have a good rest! You

true that I

and said, "Why don't

and practitioner in the field of medicine. He was also one of the shareholders of Roberts Group so

research center at a later stage. To prepare for it,

the office for a while before I got

and saw Andrea speaking to Hendrix. She was in a long white dress. Andrea had always loved to dress herself up as an angel so it was easy

business talk. I stood