My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

These words were blatant provocation. Hendrix pursed his lips and his black eyes overflowed with malice. "Where did you get this confidence from, Mr. Granger? Do you think she would be attracted to you?"

I...

Irvin raised his eyebrows and looked at me seriously. He smiled and said, "Arianna, what do you think of me? Do you hate me?" Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

His words were a trap. Hendrix held my hand tightly, the strength of his grip intensifying.

I pressed my lips together. Then, I decided not to speak as this was truly an irrelevant matter.

When he saw that I was silent, Hendrix looked mockingly at Irvin and said, "My wife is certainly extraordinary, but Mr. Granger, you should be more clear-headed and remember that she is already a married woman."

Their conversation was such a bore.

After giving Irvin a cold glare, Hendrix dragged me straight into his room.

was just a few steps, he still insisted

soon as the bedroom door closed, Hendrix

looked down at me. His voice was filled

us. He must have been busy with his parents' affairs, so he hasn't rested well these days and fell asleep next

gaunt face. "I know I shouldn't have been kind, but Hendrix, I can't just ignore him. If it weren't for him, I could have very well been dead right now. This has nothing to do with liking him. He saved me, and I owe him my life. He was with me through my darkest days, and now

an angel by a long shot, but he

his lips and stared at me. After a while, he

you can't be too

melted snow. It had been a few days since we last met, and his dry, brittle hair had grown longer, which made him

Now that we finally had time together, I

His slightly hoarse voice held a smile. "Let's go

eat, just the two of us!"

heartbeat thudded in my ears. "What are we