My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Is there really nothing left between us? The month we spent together, is it worth nothing to you?"

He tugged at me, his composure faltering, "Am I really so despicable to you, that you won't even talk to me?"

I frowned, then sighed as I looked at him. "Isn't Shirley due soon?"

Slightly taken aback, he said, "You're worried about her?" He paused, then continued, "That child was an accident. If this is what you're worried about, we can wait until the child is out, and I'll get her to return to Mesville. She won't affect us."

Anger rose within me. I pushed him away, saying, "Affect us? Get her to return to Mesville? Irvin, do you know how Hendrix is different from you? He has principles, and he knows how to be responsible towards a woman. He especially knows not to hurt someone even in the absence of love. He may be dense, but he knows what respect is."

Suppressing my anger, I took a deep breath and continued, "Yes, I have no right to criticize you. I know that I wasn't the best four years ago. I owe it to you. Whatever you want me to do, just say the word and I'll do it. Other than to love you, I will do my best to make it up to you. But, as a man, if you don't love Shirley, why did you get close to her, then treat her so coldly? She didn't do anything wrong. The only mistake she made was loving you."

This was mankind's downfall. We always thought of other people even though we already had someone right by our side whom we don't even appreciate enough.

his lips and remained silent for a moment. His black eyes were slightly narrowed as

anything except love you!" Avoiding him wasn't the solution after

the Granger Group, move out of Hendrix's villa, and don't meet with

lips and said angrily, "I have an exam in November, so I can't work. Whether I leave him or see him, it's my personal life. Irvin, must you really make us enemies?" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early

every request of mine as you said you would.

was baffled by

taking an exam soon, so I won't be able

pursed his lips and moved his jaw, a flash of hostility shot across his eyes. After a long while, he said, "Since you're about to take your exam, I won't bother you. How about this? You'd have to cook for

and asked, "For how

"A year!"

have my own life to live. Don't push it," I muttered. This relationship

"Half a year!"

at me and said adamantly, "A month of salvation, repaid with half a year of