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.

the factory in the southern district then. The one you decided to shut it down on

only started speaking after looking at my expression

want to know

beat around the bush and went straight for

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

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

"Arianna, you are

"You can just tell Hendrix about Advancer Tech. He

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

news to me how mean Austin could be, so I wasn't bothered

there was nothing more to

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

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, so I walked up to her

image were attached to the records. Noticing at the recorded date, I asked in confusion, "Eight weeks pregnant? Who's the baby daddy?" I knew Monique would occasionally

been cautious. I wondered why