My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was going to go straight to Hansburg, but when the car passed by a dessert shop in a building in the city center, I was reminded of when I had eaten at this really delicious dessert shop here before. I drove the car to the shop entrance. After the miscarriage, Irvin had brought me here to eat. It was a rather famous dessert place, so it was no surprise that long lines could be seen here almost on the daily. When I arrived, the store had just opened. It was early on a weekend morning, so there was no queue.

After walking around the shop, I chose a few desserts, all of which were earl-grey flavored. As I was paying, the cashier looked at me with a smile and said, "Miss, as the first customer of the day, you're entitled to get a free dessert. You may choose anything you'd like."

I couldn't believe that a sales gimmick like this would exist. Thus, I chuckled and let out a burst of soft laughter and answered, "Is that so?"

Although I knew that I couldn't finish them all, I still felt delighted. Who wouldn't be, when they had a pleasant surprise while shopping? It was like finding a ten dollar bill by the road side; although it wasn't much, it was still something to smile and feel lucky about.

I came out of the store with some desserts and felt much better. When I lowered my head to look for the car key, I was suddenly bumped into by a passerby who was eagerly trying to cross the road. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The man apologized in a hurry as he walked right across the road.

I felt a little sad once I realized that bumping into the man had crushed some of the desserts. I quickly found somewhere to sit down to enjoy the desserts.

As I sat in the crowded city, the breeze in Jarold City felt chilly against my face. After eating a few mouthfuls of desserts, I couldn't stomach any more.

I looked at the rest of the uneaten dessert and couldn't help feel that it was such a waste, leaving them uneaten. After hesitating for a moment, I got up to throw them into the trash.

Granger, the hotel you arranged for has been booked." I heard someone

into the trash and side-eyed the source of the voice. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt

a file of documents into a black Bentley

like he was handing in work. It was getting late, so

look away, I caught sight of the man sitting in the backseat. He had cold and

Irvin!

He... was that him?

before running straight towards the car, leaving the bag I had with me behind on the bench that I

As soon as I yelled his name, the man in the car seemed to hear a voice and his handsome expression

me. He immediately took the document

followed behind the car and shouted a few times,

at all. The black Bentley arrived at the intersection and stopped

excited that I rushed to the car again, but in

I had been hit by the car, my whole body had already