My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

In the café.

Soft music was playing in the background. After ordering a fruit juice for himself, Austin looked at me with annoyance in his eyes, "What do you want from me?"

"Do you hate me because of Andrea or because of something else?" I asked casually.

He laughed, "You want to meet me just to talk about this?"

I shook my head, "Nope. I'm just asking."

Discouraged by his response, I went ahead and said, "People shouldn't dwell on the past. Hendrix and I are married, and we have settled down. I know you like Andrea, so why don't you confess your love for her?"

"Are you done?" He frowned, visibly frustrated at me, "Arianna, just who do you think you are? Do you really think that we will live our lives the way you want us to?"

I lowered my gaze and stopped talking.

at persuading someone, so I shifted my topic, "Let's talk about the factory in the southern district then. The one you decided

looking at my expression for a while, "I can't believe you

want to know why," I

beat around the bush and went

me first? Why didn't you report

explained, "You were in charge of Advancer Tech, and its factory had been shut down for six months. Naturally, I'd come to you when I couldn't figure out from where you found the funds to fill in for the loss. I believe that you didn't do this with bad intentions. Besides, I don't want you to have any unnecessary dispute with

you are

eyebrows and said cynically, "You can just tell Hendrix

he smiled and added, "I admire your work ethic. Don't get me wrong; I

to me how mean Austin could be, so I

had come to a conclusion, there was

café, I received a call from Monique. Something was off in her tone. She asked me to

looking helpless and out of touch. She was holding something that looked like medical

the records. Noticing at the recorded date, I

she had always been cautious. I wondered