My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hendrix had been strict about my diet in the villa recently. Because of him, I didn't have any cold drinks for a long time. I was craving it in such weather like this.

"The restaurant is air-conditioned, and I've ordered juice for you. You will feel better after taking a few sips of it!" As he said this, he gestured to the waiter to lower the temperature. I rested my chin on my hands, glaring at him, I hissed, "I don't want to eat anymore. I want to go home!"

However, I was held on the chair by Hendrix. "Evan will send you back after lunch."

I didn't want to argue with him. But instead, I leaned against the table weakly, glaring at Hendrix, and mumbled under my breath like a child, "Hendrix, I'm not your pet."

Hendrix quirked his eyebrows, and he pushed the juice the waiter had served to the front of me. He smiled, "Who would keep such a disobedient pet?"

I remained silent. Staring blankly at the empty road outside the window, I suddenly felt that it would be great if we were able to

be like this in the future.

I imagined my future with him and the child, living a peaceful and fulfilling life together. Sometimes we would quarrel, but most of the time, our home would be filled with laughter. Truth be told, I wouldn't complain about it.

should just close my

as if I were a pig that Hendrix had fed a lot of food with. If it hadn't been for a call to his phone, I would have spewed out what I

might have come up at the company. After hanging up, Hendrix looked at me

full to the point that it was uncomfortable. "I'll throw up if

laughed. "Evan will send you home later. I'm going back to the company for a

back in my chair, and motioned him to go ahead if

something to do, go ahead! I'm too full. I want to walk around to help with the digestion." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

be busy

some hesitation, Evan nodded and left me a few words. "Be careful, Miss

more relaxed. It was quite far from the villa, so I couldn't possibly walk back home. I originally wanted

The commercial street downtown was full of luxurious brand stores that were well renovated. Then, I remembered that Hendrix's suits were mostly black in

clothes for your husband?" The shop assistant asked

In the end, I picked out two sets of suits, one gray and the other royal blue. Although they were no match with the custom-made suits in our

picked out two sets, the shopping guide was surprised and confirmed with me, "Madam, are you sure you are

didn't know Hendrix's size. So I took out my cell