My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was planning on walking back before I realized that the entire estate where Flora Villa was in was huge. Almost all of the homes were bungalow-style villas, while the distance from one villa to another was pretty far apart. Although we lived in the same area, it would still take a huge amount of time for me to walk back home.

In the end, I decided to just drive Sawyer's car back home.

It was already twelve o'clock when I returned to the villa. Remembering that I still needed to get up early the next morning, I parked the car downstairs and walked back to my villa. I was keen on cleaning up and immediately getting some sleep.

Unfortunately, as soon as I got out of the car, I could see Hendrix standing near the front door. His tall demeanor was easily recognized under the glimmer of street lights.

I frowned. Why was he smoking outside for no reason?

When he saw me, he dimmed his cigarette and asked in his typical monotonous tone. "Where did you go?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Just having dinner with a friend." I was already exhausted at that point, so I decided to head straight into the villa after answering him.

Yet, Hendrix grabbed my wrist as he immediately pulled me into his embrace. I didn't know how long

he'd been smoking, but the staunch smell of cigarettes was almost suffocating me. "Hendrix Roberts!"

really drinking while you're pregnant?" His voice was still

alcohol must be from Sawyer

so I pushed him away and said, "I

and pointed towards the Maybach, "That's a limited edition model, it must be worth

What the f**k?

looked at his dispirited expression. "Hendrix, please don't use that shallow-minded perspective of

turned around and went straight

door, washed up and

exhausted body immediately collapsed into a deep slumber

a daze. I was still struggling

the phone stopped ringing.

a business trip to attend. Soon enough, my sleepiness began dissipating. "What's

I looked around. He was still sleeping soundly while his hands were wrapped around my waist. Didn't I lock the door last night? Then, I figured that he must have made himself

and went to retrieve my handphone. I noticed that it had indeed been ringing for a while, but Hendrix must have turned it to silent mode because

and immediately, another phone call came in.