My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The next day.

I didn't sleep all night. I had a bad headache, and my head was buzzing.

Irvin was already in the living room. When he saw me wake up, he looked at me indifferently and said, "Let's have breakfast?"

I nodded and looked at the dining table. There was a big breakfast spread laid out on the table, giving the place a warm, homely ambiance.

As we sat across each other, he didn't say a word and only quietly and elegantly ate his breakfast. I couldn't help but notice the dark circles under his eyes. I asked, "Did you not sleep well last night?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He looked up and answered indifferently, "Have more food!" Then, he put a fried egg on my plate.

I only looked at him, and didn't say much after.

Suddenly, my phone rang, startling the absentminded me for a moment. I saw that Irvin was looking at me, so I glanced at the phone from the corner of my eye. It was Hendrix.

Seeing that I had not moved, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you not going to answer that?"

I picked up the phone but didn't say anything.

I waited for the other person to speak.

"Do you need help to carry your things? I'll go up and help you carry them. I'm at your place." Hendrix's voice was emotionless.

in a black suit, standing with his phone pressed against his ear. "No need!"

I'll wait for you!" The conversation felt natural, as if we

call ended, Irvin looked at me with pursed lips. "You haven't finished your

was not in

and everything else in the bedroom

saying another word, I felt a hand on my wrist. Suddenly, he pressed on

that I wasn't able to react. I pushed him away with all my strength, covered my neck with my hands, and said angrily, "Irvin, I thought you would respect me!" He spat back, "Arianna, you think too

him long and hard

to reprimand him. All I could

Downstairs.

door. When he saw me come out, his sharp eyebrows pulsed slightly, and he stretched out his wide palm to me.

hands in the air. I walked straight to the

from behind, "Hendrix, you'd better take good care of her. Otherwise, I won't

back, only to see the two men staring angrily into each other's eyes, like a war was

got into the car. I only faintly hear Hendrix's words. "There won't be a

and neither did I. I looked at the high-rise buildings flashing

about how Jarold City

voice. When he looked at

said blandly, "I'm not

of a breakfast joint and looked at