My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was surprised to see Andrea's face turned pale when she sighted me. She pulled on Austin's shirt and said, "Austin, dinner is served. Let's go!"

However, Austin took her hand and said gently, "Wait a moment!"

He then turned to me and said, "Miss Reid is such a strong-minded woman. You can still dine with another man despite the commotion. Looks like Hendrix was overly-concerned about you."

I frowned, suppressing my anger. "It seems that you have the habit of talking before you think."

He sneered, "Did that hit a nerve? Hendrix had been very lenient with you. He tortured himself with alcohol whenever you're upset, and he was worried sick when you had a miscarriage. He's such a proud person, but he was willing to undergo a vasectomy for you. But, here you are dining with another man just a few days after the incident. Do you know how humiliating this would be for him if this was out in the news?"

His expression was cold as ice. "Arianna, can you be more sympathetic? Hendrix is your husband, not a stranger."

I was dumbstruck, and it took me quite a while to react. I looked at him and asked, "What did you say?"

He sneered, and his eyes were full of disdain. "Do you know what a vasectomy means to a man? He disowned his own children for the sake of you and your friend's child. Don't you think that's funny?" My mind went totally blank for a few seconds. I looked at him, and my voice was a little hoarse. "Why?"

he was afraid that you would experience the fear of giving birth again, afraid that you think he will not

lips and didn't know what to say. I felt extremely uncomfortable

She said in a sad and

around and saw

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Andrea leaving the private room as he returned with a large

box of

I asked as the waiter started to serve the dishes, "Can you take it

pursed his lips

just told me, "Have you ever

word and answered," Maybe Uncle Charles hasn't taken his dinner, so why don't we

cook for him." He raised his hand and beckoned the waiter to go out

you some good lobsters topped with garlic. Let's try and see if you like

However, I did not feel like eating as I kept recalling my conversation with Austin. Then, Aaron asked when he saw me stop