My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He gave a small smile. "It's okay. You can close your eyes and rest first."

I found it funny. In these few steps, in these few minutes, there was nothing to worry about.

There were people sitting in the living room, which surprised me a little. They were Nerissa Roberts and Sierra, whom I had seen during the day.

After four years of not seeing each other, Nerissa's face was calm and pale, but she was still dignified.

Hendrix and I appeared intimately in front of them. Hence, when we entered the villa, both people who were drinking tea in the living room stood up.

Nerissa frowned when she saw me. She was evidently displeased. She looked over at Hendrix with a sour expression. "Why did you bring her back? You..."

Hendrix's eyebrows knitted together as he frowned. He coldly told her, "Aunt Nerissa, this is my personal matter." He sounded blank and there was no emotion in his voice. However, there was a kind of cold indifference that distanced people from him.

Nerissa's mood was getting unstable. "You two have already separated, why are you still involved with each other? Four years are enough for you..."

You should go back soon!"

down at me. The

sighed. This time, I had

"Everything in the bedroom is still there. It's what you like to

Sierra, who stood in the living

looked at me and seemed

intuition was always present. I didn't know what kind of relationship Hendrix and Sierra had in the past four years. But now, judging by Sierra's expression, it was most likely that her heart belonged to

Roberts!" Sierra opened her mouth, which

back at her. Feeling displeased, he asked, "What's the

like to discuss

o'clock in the morning to six o'clock in the evening. It's been three hours past the working hours. You are an educated person too. It's rude for you to come without being invited and wanting to discuss work with me at midnight. The others might

time to do or say something. You should go home. I don't know why you came to my house today, but I don't want a repeat of this situation.

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assertive. It was too cruel for a