My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I looked at him and saw myself in his pupils. "What have I done that is tormenting you?" I paused, and I thought of something. I couldn't help but laugh. "Oh right, you should be with your lover at this hour. It is indeed torturing for you to be called back by Minnie."

Ignoring his cold and menacing expression, I faked an apology. "I'm really sorry. I promise that these kinds of things won't happen again. It's late. I should go to bed, and you'd better go back to your lover." "Arianna!" He suppressed his rage. "Why must you talk like this? Are you trying to dig your own grave?" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I cocked my brows at him and replied indifferently, "You think too much."

"You -" Simmering in anger, Hendrix picked me up from the tub and put me onto the bed rigidly.

I pulled the blanket and covered myself with it. He sneered, "It's not like I haven't seen it before."

Ignoring him, I pursed my lips and looked around the bed for clothes, but there was none. Instead, I saw Hendrix taking off his wet suit coat.

Half of his shirt was wet, and it stuck to his muscular chest. It was tempting, but I scowled, "Hendrix, I don't want to have sex with you."

unbuttoning his shirt, and he scoffed, "You're pretty confident in my

he unbuckled his belt and bent over to take off his pants. That

he was indeed badly injured in the aviation

scars. He frowned and

withdrew my gaze and pulled the blanket over

bad that my mouth and throat were dry. I

to the bed. He seemed to have been woken by me, and he asked in

It took me a long time to say just a few words. "I'm

and got up to pour me some water. I

Then he got up and put on his clothes. I grabbed the hem of

started to form on his forehead. "I'll ask Josiah to come over then." With

he came out, he put a wet towel on my forehead

groggy from the fever, so I didn't notice when Josiah arrived. But I was a little sober when I heard him talking to