My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hendrix put on a faint smile and pulled me into a hug. Warily, he rested his chin on my shoulder and asked. "Do you have any plans in the afternoon?"

I thought for a moment and answered, "I'm going out. Monique has been back for a few days, and I didn't have the time to accompany her before. So I think I'm going to see her today."

The truth was that lan was coming to Ucrebury in the afternoon. But I didn't think it was necessary to tell Hendrix about my illness as it wasn't a big deal. It wasn't lifethreatening. "Okay!" he simply replied. But he looked a little displeased. "Looks like I'm all on my own today."

I lowered my head, held his hand in mine, and asked in a serious tone, "Hendrix, do you mean everything you said to Andrea earlier?"

Our eyes met. I could even see my reflections in his pupils. He answered, "When have I ever lied to you?"

"Okay then. From now on, let's be good to each other," As far as I was concerned, responsibility weighed much more than love in a marriage.

I doubted Hendrix's love for me, but I was very certain that he would be responsible for our child and me.

all I asked

leaving home. Although my baby bump has gotten

time was at three in the afternoon. I

only been a few years since we last met, but

he wore a knee-length gray short, paired with a chic blue plaid shirt from the latest fashion week's collection. A pair of sunglasses sat perfectly on his tall nose bridge, and his middle-length hair was well-groomed. He

I finally got to meet you!" Before I could react, lan pulled me into a big

to look closely at him, I was lost in words again.

handsome and even more attractive

bet you didn't know this. But I've got delayed puberty, and

height, I pouted and bickered back, "How's

scanned the back seats as he got in the car and asked, "Why didn't Monique come along? She didn't also get herself a boyfriend, did

him a smile, "You'll see her at the restaurant. She's there earlier to make

make a reservation these days," He replied as he fastened up his seatbelt. Followed by a pause, his eyes laid on my belly and became concerned, "Why don't I drive instead?" I raised my eyebrows, "Do you