My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Yana was momentarily startled; she hadn't expected me to call Aaron. She tugged at me and whispered, "Arianna, don't do this, I'm okay." I patted her hand and whispered back, "It's fine!"

Aaron, who was on the other end of the call, was stunned and said in confusion, "A driver will be going over to pick her up. Don't worry."

I suppressed my anger and felt that he had definitely crossed the line. "Aaron, she's your wife and she's pregnant. Are you sure your brain works?"

What kind of mindset did he have, for him to personally send a stranger home, but leave his own wife alone on the roadside?

"I don't plan on marrying her. She's just a birthing tool to me, so Arianna, you don't have to feel bad for her as if she's your sister-in-law. One day, when I meet the woman I really want to marry, I'll take her to you and I'll let you call her your sister-in-law. Don't worry, the chauffeur and servants at home will take good care of her. I myself know how I should treat her. You should take care of your own health, don't overthink things. Be good!"

Though Aaron's voice was not loud, Yana heard every word he said since she sat close to me.

was speechless. I hung up and looked at

emotional pain, she

She probably didn't want me to see her in pain, so she turned to look out of

It was as if I was looking

stopped at the

turned his gentle gaze towards me and asked in

"Hendrix, do you still remember the day you picked me up from

pursed his lips, his slender fingers tapping on the steering wheel as he

remember."

I had thought of something, he

pick me up that day, you even waited for me downstairs. When I got into the car, all I could think about was...if you found out that I was pregnant, would you mention divorcing