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.

still dressed in a black suit, standing with his phone pressed against his ear. "No need!" I quickly replied. Then I added, "See you

as if we had always spoken like this all this

with pursed

he was not in a good mood. I paused

what else to say. The interiors, furniture and everything else in the bedroom had been his doing, so I

ignored him and went out of the bedroom without saying another word, I felt a hand on my wrist. Suddenly, he pressed on

all happened so fast 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

him long and hard before

problem. I had no right to reprimand him. All I could do was endure

Downstairs.

he stretched out his wide palm to me. "Let's go home!" His words sounded light, like

hands in the air. I walked

Irvin came from behind, "Hendrix, you'd better take good care of

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

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

did not speak, and neither did

thinking about how

asked in a soft voice. When he looked at me, his

lips and said blandly, "I'm not hungry!"

of a breakfast joint and looked at me. "Well, I am!" he