My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

As soon as Irvin left, Hendrix looked at me coldly. The anger on his face was obvious.

Well, this matter was my fault after all.

"Uhm that... Irvin drank too much!" I spoke, feeling guilty.

Hendrix pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes. "So?"

I was surprised. What did he mean by "So"?

Was I supposed to give him another reason?

I said after some contemplation, "I did not do anything with him. He was drunk. I saw Kelsey Parker at the restaurant. She looked pretty bad. Was it your doing?" He frowned. He spoke with anger in his voice, "Arianna, you're changing the subject!"

I...

Yeah, I was.

Looking at him, I pursed my lips and decided not to speak anymore. I stared him into the eyes with my lips tightly closed, not speaking.

Hendrix grew angrier. "You're not even going to try and explain yourself?"

I pursed my lips. "I've already explained myself, but you wouldn't listen!"

him speechless. He looked cute with his

now, why don't you do the same to me

than that, I couldn't think of

replied coldly, "Not only that, but I feel like throttling you to death!" Giving me a lethal cold look, he turned around and

sure that some stranger had filmed or took a photo of

to follow him. He got into the car, still fuming. I reached out my hand to pull the passenger car

a little tall that I had to tiptoe in order to get a good look at him sitting in the car. "Hendrix

while that I couldn't wrap my head around what

Was he for real?

city center. Nevertheless, I had waved my hands several times but all

stopped in front of me.

asked me to

lips. This seemed to be the first time he called me madam.

didn't he just let me

is at most 7 or 8 degrees. Staying for one night on the

had seen men that spoke

paused, and said, "The probability of dying from a cold is not very high unless you're infected with some virus." Sᴇaʀch

I...

at loss for

to keep my mouth shut. I opened the door, got in the car, and said, "Thank you for sending me