My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After thinking for a moment, I said, "It's the weekend tomorrow. I might take Anne to the bookstore so I might not be available."

"Let's have dinner together. It won't take long." After hesitating briefly, she continued, "I know you probably misunderstood me. But, Arianna, we all have to live for ourselves. Besides, she deserved it." Kelsey's complaint to Sierra in the movie shed, be it intentional or not, wasn't a big deal to me. People had their own free will to choose their friends. After all, birds of a feather tend to flock together. "I'll see you on the weekend then." It was easier to be doubtful since one could not read another's expression on the phone.

"Okay!"

After hanging up, I came out of the washroom and saw that Anne was no longer at the dining table. Only Hendrix and Josiah were around. I furrowed my brows and asked, "Where's Anne?" Josiah replied, "She wanted dessert, so she went to pick some up with Chloe."

I frowned. I was worried and feeling slightly angry, but I couldn't lash out at Josiah, so I looked towards Hendrix and said, "Anne is naughty, and Miss Hammer is pregnant. How could you let her go with Chloe? Hendrix looked at me and saw how anxious I was. He got up and tugged at me, saying, "They're only in the restaurant. Don't worry, they'll come back soon!"

reliable person in the room. Anne was too big of a threat to the child in her womb. The restaurant was massive. It

relief. When I saw Chloe snapping photos of Anne with her cell phone, I frowned and stepped forward. I snatched her phone and deleted the photos. "Miss Hammer,

with some grievance, "Arianna, don't you think you're overreacting? I took a photo of her because I thought she looked cute while choosing a cake. I didn't have any other

pulled her close and said to

child. I see how precious she is to you. Could the rumors be true? That Mr. Roberts can't have children, so

painted across my face. "If you have nothing nice to say, I suggest you cut off

She said scornfully, "Are the rumors

whispered the last sentence close to my ear, and her voice was so low that I

my gaze, raised my hand, and slapped her without a second thought. It wasn't