My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The next day, I had brunch with Monique before returning to the villa.

Being absent-minded as always, I only realized that I had left my bag and phone in Bronzy Condo.

I entered the villa and noticed that the living room was empty. Minnie was most probably out for groceries; while Hendrix, being the workaholic he was, should be at the company.

I changed into my slippers and decided to look up some parenting education books for reading. The moment I opened the door of the study, the air was fetid with stale tobacco smoke.

It was daytime, but the curtains in the study were drawn up. It was dim.

"Hendrix?" I asked in a small voice as I saw cigarette sparks by the window.

Hendrix was the only one who smoked in this villa.

I reached for the switch and turned on the lights. Hendrix's expression was dark as he bellowed, "Turn it off!"

"What's wrong?"

walked towards him. "Didn't you sleep well last night?" I flinched at the smell of

lips pressed tightly, and his icy eyes fixed on me. He stubbed out the cigarette in his

I grumpily answered. "I told

ruthless, "Arianna, what else

starting to give me a headache, and I grew irritated at his cold attitude. So, annoyed, I refuted, "What can I hide from you? I can count my acquaintances with all

were to ask you?" His eyes were red, and there was stubble on his chin. Hendrix

was particularly

being kept in the dark, so I boldly replied, "Yes,

jaw, and asked, "Who was the man you hugged at

at him, "Hendrix, were you stalking me?" A fit of sudden anger burst in

so I unconsciously took a step back. He clutched my shoulders tightly in anger,

Bothered by the foul smell of alcohol and cigarettes from him, I

the arms and pulled me into a forceful hug, "Aren't you going to