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.

knitted, he called my name

I put down the spoon in my hand. I looked at the desserts left on the

sighed. It was such a shame to

a little apologetically, "I'm sorry, but I can't eat anymore. Can

Hendrix's sullen face, then back at me. Under such circumstances, she could only nod, "Of course! I'll have someone to pack them for

waiter to put the

beginning to get on my nerves. Therefore, I stood up and told

It must be awkward for her to be caught

the torrid heat hit me. I found a spot under a shaded banyan tree near the door, and I stood there

on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

that she's right! Are you willing to sacrifice your future just for a

towards me and

wait for Hilda," With that, I glanced at Andrea. She was still behind him. And I smiled at Hendrix, "I don't think Andrea is done talking with you. Please, don't mind