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.

he called

I put down the spoon in my hand. I looked at the desserts left on the table, and their tastes could

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Hilda and said a little apologetically, "I'm sorry, but I can't eat

Under such circumstances, she could only

got up to ask the waiter to put the

beside me, and it was beginning to get on my nerves. Therefore, I stood up and told Hilda, "I'll wait for

nodded. It must be awkward for her

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towards me and looked at me, "We should go. Get in the

She was still behind him. And I smiled at Hendrix, "I don't think Andrea is done talking