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."

fell on his computer. Seeing the video conference, I stayed rooted to

toward me. He held me in his arms and said gently, "Why didn't you

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

better?" I withdrew my gaze and raised my hand to touch his forehead. It wasn't hot

grinned from ear to ear.

I kept silent.

his head on my shoulder, and his breath was warm. "Arianna, love shouldn't 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 my heart and I can't wait to hold you in my arms forever, and never let go again. But

my rashness. There isn't much time in life 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

my heart throbbed a little. I knew I was in trouble. It's like being in a deep swamp. After four years, I buried the past

also thought that if we saw each other again, how would I face

began to take care of my feelings. The way he loved me was different. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

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

said. If he had married Andrea seven years ago, he might