My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Heather looked at me and said with hesitation, "Madam, it's quite late now. It's still snowing outside. Why don't you wait for Mr. Roberts to finish showering to go together with you?" "There's no need forthat!"

I walked out of the hall and suddenly saw two bodyguards standing by the door like sculptures. I couldn't help but say aggressively. "Make way!"

The two of them did not speak.

Meanwhile, Heather had already gone upstairs to call Hendrix.

I frowned and couldn't help but feel a surge of anger, but these two strong men were not people I could deal with alone.

They continued standing stock still and blocked my way.

It didn't take long for Hendrix to make it down. He was wearing a bathrobe, and his short hair was still dripping with water.

Seeing that I was dressed neatly, he frowned. "Where are you going?"

"Going out!"

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to see the

pursed his lips and said, "I'll ask Josiah to

relatives, Nerissa was the only one who could organize

only I could do

"What are you going to

sneered. "And how is this related to

can make. Aunt Nerissa will handle Irvin's funeral, and there are others in the Granger family too. Why would you go there for? Will you only stop once rumors

a moment, I was rendered speechless by his words. I glared at him and finally

behind me and said in a softer voice, "I'll send

of the corner of my eye, I saw the winding stairs

head, I raised my hand and gave him a hard push. He had fast reflexes so he could definitely grab hold of the railing to stop his fall. But unexpectedly, he froze for a few seconds before he loosened his hand and tumbled down

but this did nothing to dim his

around and went straight back

changed into my pajamas and laid on the bed. When he came into the room, his gaze was one of disappointment, and there were bloodstains on the corners of his mouth and on his forehead. His leg and elbow were also injured. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and

I withdrew my gaze,

was not angry, but his gaze grew darker as he walked over, looking at me. He sat by the bed and said in a deep voice, "Get up