My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

She nodded and did not probe any further. I let her play by herself in the courtyard.

Initially, I wanted to give Aaron a call. But after some thinking, I gave up on the thought.

In the evening, Hendrix called. He seemed to have just finished his work. He asked, "Have you eaten?"

If it weren't for Anne, I typically would not prepare dinner. I looked at the food that was still being prepared in the kitchen and replied, "No, I haven't." "Let's eat out tonight. I'll pick both of you up in a bit. It's cold out, so be sure to layer up." He sounded like he was tidying up some documents.

I supposed he was still in the office.

I froze, feeling a little apprehensive as I had not been out for quite some time. "Wouldn't I garner a lot of unwanted attention if I go out now?" I asked. After all, it hadn't been that long since the havoc ended.

"Don't worry. I've booked us a private dining room," he reassured. After a brief pause, he said, "By the way, Josiah has just returned from Hanlusia City. He'd like to see Anne."

I scowled. I did not want Anne to have anything to

do with him.

but continue in a gentle voice, "If you

not want him to see Anne, he was

front of the courtyard. Anne and I got

turned around with furrowed brows and asked,

head and took off my scarf. Though the air conditioner was turned on, it still felt rather warm and stuffy in the

chatty, which helped to lighten the mood because I did not say

we headed straight to the private dining room. Josiah was waiting there, and fortunately, he

Anne, he

as I sat down. In a soft and

fine!" I pursed my lips, shook

our food. While Hendrix was talking with

silent for a while before turning my gaze to

replied coldly with a straight face, gaze still

thought I heard

an embryonic malposition. Even if he was born, he won't live long, so

stopped what he was doing. He looked at Josiah and asked, perplexed,