My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"It's none of your business whether I want to divorce or not, Aaron. I'm grateful for your concern, but that's it. I beg of you, leave me alone." I said.

I got up after saying those words and continued, "Thank you for the tea. It's getting late. I'll go back first." Then, I left the room without waiting for their response.

As soon as I walked out, I heard the sound of glass being smashed from inside faintly. I didn't stop and went straight down the stairs.

Monique was waiting for me in the main hall of the cafe. She ran to my side as soon as she saw me, and she asked worriedly, "Are you alright? Did he make things difficult for you?"

Holding her trembling hands, I shook my head, "No, he didn't. It's getting late. Let's go home."

She looked up towards the second floor, and Aaron was standing there, staring at us in silence with a cold face. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Her grip on my hands tightened out of fear. She nodded, "Alright, let's go home!"

She then dragged me out of the cafe without looking back.

fears recently, and I

The next day.

the morning, and the

the ceiling for a while, and the phone on the bedside table started vibrating. I

couldn't remember whose contact number it was, but I still answered the phone,

are you?" The tone was cold, but the voice sounded familiar. I was dumbfounded for a moment before

to me. So I couldn't

silence, his voice became gentler as he asked, "Arianna? Are

realize I was holding Monique's phone until

I replied after coming back to my senses, "Yes, I

I guessed he must

had told me everything about the Roberts Group. Don't think too much about it. I'll go back to Ucrebury tomorrow. Let's meet and talk," His voice was gentle. I could tell that he was trying to comfort

But I'm not in Ucrebury. I might only return in a few