My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I pursed my lips and changed the subject. "Are you here to discuss business?"

He looked away from the empty glass on the table and did not answer the question. Instead, he asked, "Who did this?"

I frowned. "Are you going to beat her up, or give her a taste of what she did to me?"

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Would you like that?"

I...

"Alright, you guys go ahead. I'll leave first. There's still something I need to do at the office!" It was useless talking about this. He wouldn't beat Andrea up.

He grabbed my wrist. "What did she want to talk to you about?"

I felt a little vexed and impatient. "Hendrix, let's talk at home. Settle your business first!"

from his grasp, I

before Hendrix followed me out. He put his coat on me and said, "You didn't drive here. I'll send you back. Get

it's okay. It's all dried up. I'll leave after I've settled

his voice. He frowned and said, "Get yourself home, take a shower and change out

fine, like husband and wife, but not

been handling things very well. I could see his care and affection

to get into the car. As the car started, I couldn't help saying, "Don't you want

a shower. As I came out of the bathroom, Hendrix was making

the voice on the other end of the line. It was

too happy. He whispered, "This is between

angry. "Hendrix, what do you mean by that? Did she

the shuffling behind him, he looked back at me and came in from the

on the other end of the line sounded loud and unhappy. "Then why do you think

moment and said, "This is the last straw. There won't be a next time. If it's because of your mother, you can come to me. I've done my