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.

persuading someone, so I shifted my topic, "Let's talk about the factory in the southern

started speaking after looking at my expression for a while, "I can't believe you found

know

So, I didn't beat around the

first? Why didn't you report to Hendrix?" he

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

"Arianna, you are this

and said cynically, "You can just tell Hendrix about Advancer

me wrong; I still hate you.

mean Austin could be, so I

come to a conclusion, there was nothing more

I got out of the café, I received a call from Monique. Something was off in her

there alone, looking helpless and out of touch. She was holding something that looked like medical records in her

at the recorded date, I asked in confusion, "Eight weeks pregnant?

always been cautious. I wondered why she made such a simple