My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I opened my mouth to ask whether he was hurt, but as I was about to speak, I saw a pair of dark eyes staring at me emotionlessly.

I swallowed the words, feeling a little frightened of him.

"Why did you come back?" Hendrix furrowed his brows, and he was still cold towards me.

I lowered my head. After all, I left in a hurry without solving the matter properly. I paused and said, "Hendrix, I'm sorry. I can't leave Aaron alone. If you are still mad at me, you can do anything you want to me!" He scoffed, "Anything?"

Looking at him, I nodded earnestly. "Yes, you can even hit me."

"Hit you?" He laughed in exasperation. "Arianna, when did you learn the carrot-and-stick method? It looks like you've become sleek in the past few years working in the Roberts Groups."

I had nothing to explain myself.

"Why don't you drink the soup to warm up? You'll have an upset stomach if you don't eat anything!" I changed the topic. Under such a circumstance, I could only be pliant to him. If I was aggressive, I was afraid that things wouldn't end well for us.

like the sky

to explain what's with

at the mention of it. Aaron and I went way back into my past. If I had to explain what happened earlier, I had to explain what happened for the past decades in detail. And I really didn't

me, and we grew up together. Then, something happened, and he left Grandma and me. He was

detail. I didn't want

"Were you childhood sweethearts? Or are you only really close to each other as siblings? Or

looked at him again,

treat their sisters. Don't you think too many hugs were involved? Also, if he's your

think it would be necessary." A little frustrated at the never-ending accusation, I said, "It's getting late. You should finish up the soup

necessary to do so. But I

asleep after going back to the bedroom. Therefore, I got up from the bed and sat on the hammock on the balcony, and stared at the night

and I felt his gaze on

bathroom. Pregnant women were really easily triggered,