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.

experiencing some inexplicable fears recently, and I couldn't sleep alone because of

The next day.

wonderful climate. It was only seven in the morning, and the sun rays had already shined through the curtains. It made the room

the bedside table started vibrating. I reached out for

contact number it was, but I still answered

The tone was cold, but the voice sounded familiar. I was dumbfounded for a moment

been gentle when talking to me. So I couldn't help but wonder why he sounded so

gentler as he asked, "Arianna?

I was holding Monique's phone until that

was stunned for a moment, and I replied after coming back to my senses, "Yes, I am. How have you been

was in the ICU the whole time. Since he called, I guessed

the operating room the whole time. Austin had told me everything about the Roberts Group. Don't think too much about it.

I'm fine. But I'm not in Ucrebury. I