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 my name in

so loudly," I said, and I put down the spoon in my hand. I looked at the desserts left on the table, and

was such

Hilda and said a little apologetically, "I'm sorry, but I

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

to ask the waiter to

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

say anything else but only nodded. It must be awkward for her to be

stepped out of the cafe, the torrid heat hit me. I found a spot under a shaded banyan

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that she's right! Are you willing

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

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 me. Carry on!"