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."

nodded and my eyes fell on his computer. Seeing the video conference, I stayed rooted to

He walked toward me. He held me in his arms and said

at the scenery outside the hotel. The many tens of acres

and raised my hand to touch his forehead. It wasn't hot and there weren't any traces

from ear to ear. "I feel better

I kept silent.

over and over again. It was fate when I met you in Hovell. I'm happy in my heart and I can't wait to hold you in my arms forever, and never let go again.

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 carefully. If you came, it would prove that you have me in your

little. I knew I was in trouble. It's like being in a deep swamp. After

how would I face him if he

The way he loved

He showed me a ladder to climb up step by step,

right now," I said. If he had married Andrea seven years ago, he might have had a successful