My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

When I woke up, it's already three in the afternoon. Fortunately, I didn't need to go to work. Hendrix was no longer in bed.

There were imprints of someone lying on the bed beside me. Obviously, he was the one who laid there.

A soft voice sounded from the living room, like they were having a meeting.

I got out of bed and walked outside.

"Push it. We're not giving in to Granger Group no matter what." He spoke in a low voice without much emotion, but his harshness and decisiveness were undoubtedly revealed.

If I hadn't seen him now, I would have forgotten that he was Hendrix Roberts, the genius who won numerous bloodbaths in business.

In the past four years, I had always heard the cold and ruthless rumors about him in Jarold City.

He peered up as he heard some movements. His cold eyes turned warm and gentle as they fell on me. His voice was calm as he said, "You're awake."

computer. Seeing the video conference, I stayed rooted to where I was

me. He held me in his

the scenery outside the hotel. The many tens of acres of land, originally covered with weeds, were already dug

touch his forehead. It wasn't hot and there

grinned from ear to ear. "I feel better after

I kept silent.

be heavy. In those four years, I acted and practiced my role to take care of you over and over again. It was fate when I met you in Hovell. I'm happy in

for me to be reckless. Therefore, I could only find happiness within myself. When Evan went to find you, I didn't dare to have much hope. If you hadn't come, all I could do was to continue to protect you

deep swamp.

each other again, how would I face him if he treated

and even began to take care of my feelings. The way he loved me was different. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

But instead, he was cool-headed. He showed me a ladder to climb up step by

you might be happy right now," I said. If he had married