My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

With a gentle smile, he took my plate away and helped me to cut the steak. Soon, he handed it back to me and reassured me, "Austin will handle it."

I still felt unwell after eating the steak, so I just laid in bed. However, I couldn't fall asleep anymore since I had slept too much.

Thus, I continued to read the book that I couldn't finish when I was on the plane. Meanwhile, Hendrix was on his laptop and busy with work. "Who's the murderer?" He suddenly asked as he came and sat down beside me.

I was taken aback for a moment and just stared back at him. He took the chance to hold me in his arms and trailed kisses all over my face.

I discovered that he seemed to like kissing me very much.

"I haven't finished reading yet but I'm going to right away." After speaking, I lowered my head and finished reading the last few pages.

The author did not explain who was the murderer in the end. This got me a little confused as I flipped back to the last few pages to take a good look at them again. I gazed at him and asked, "The author didn't mention who the murderer is?"

He couldn't help laughing, "It's open to your own deduction and interpretation."

"The people on the island were all dead, but the murderer hadn't appeared..." I trailed off, surprised at the result of the cogs turning in my head. Then, I came back to my senses and exclaimed, "Did the murderer fake his own death?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He raised his eyebrows and scratched the tip of my nose, "So, you're not stupid after all!"

I was at a loss for words.

After a pause, I still didn't know who the murderer was. I looked up at him and asked, "But who could it be?"

In the end, the author of "No One Survived" did not seem to reveal the identity of the murderer.

Who had the most access to all the

and pushed him away, "Was it

into mine. I was a little devastated when I realized what he

done it in a long

we just do

"It's not enough!"

suddenly remembered that after having the vasectomy done, he needed rest. Yet

rest for a month after the operation!" After

fine. It doesn't

my hand to push him away, "Are you trying to make sure that

down beside me helplessly and called Josiah on the

call went through, Josiah answered, "It's midnight.

I was close enough, I could hear

as he asked calmly, "What

respond after hearing him. After a while he said angrily, "What are you doing in the

snorted, "What do you think I can do in the

Josiah was flabbergasted.

so he understood what

"Can't you even hold back for a

my gaze. My

all before, but

red. He looked at his phone and answered coldly, "Cut the