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.

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

surprised and only started speaking after looking at my expression for

want to know why,"

So, I didn't beat around the

first? Why didn't you

to you when I couldn't figure out from where you found

sneered, "Arianna, you

eyebrows and said cynically, "You can just tell Hendrix about Advancer Tech. He probably already

"I admire your work ethic. Don't get me wrong; I still hate you. However, I must

could be, so I wasn't bothered by

a conclusion, there was nothing

a call from Monique. Something was off in her tone. She asked me to meet her at the

car at the hospital's parking lot, and I saw her sitting in the lobby in just a glimpse of an eye. Monique was sitting there alone, looking helpless and out of touch. She was holding something that looked like medical records in her hand. Instantly, I knew that things didn't seem right,

Noticing at the recorded date, I asked in confusion, "Eight

I wondered why she made such a simple