My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Mrs. Roberts, shouldn't we go over and greet Mr. Roberts? He should be done talking about business with Miss Burton in a while. We can even go back with him together later!" Hilda suggested while eyeing me anxiously.

She was very careful with her choice of words. But I didn't think Andrea would ever talk business with Hendrix.

I took a few more mouthfuls of dessert, and raised my eyebrows at her, "We don't need to go to him anymore. Hendrix is already coming to us."

In just a few words, Hendrix had already come to our table. He was looking at me with furrowed brows. "You've only been discharged from the hospital. Why aren't you resting at home?"

Resting my chin on my hand, I looked in Andrea's direction. She seemed emotional, and I wondered what they talked about to have driven her up the wall.

However, it was possible that she simply didn't want Hendrix to notice me.

"Aren't you afraid that she'll be angry if you come over like this?" I narrowed my eyes at

Hendrix.

still knitted, he called

hear you perfectly. You don't have to speak so loudly," I said, and I put down the spoon in my hand. I looked at the desserts left

was such a

Hendrix. Instead, I turned to Hilda and said a little apologetically, "I'm sorry, but I can't eat

she could only nod, "Of course! I'll have

waiter

it was beginning to get on my

didn't say anything else but only nodded. It must be awkward for her to be caught between Hendrix and

hit me. I found a spot under a shaded banyan tree near the door, and I stood there to wait for Hilda. A short while later, Hendrix exited the cafe, and Andrea was following

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at Hendrix, "I don't think Andrea is done talking with