My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I opened the door and stuffed the knitted jacket into my waistband. She looked at it and nodded to herself, saying, "Hey, this is perfect with a light tan coat. You can tie your hair up." As she spoke, she reached out to help me tie a bun.

Freya stood at 1.7 meters tall and was in high heels, so she was a head taller than me.

After she tied my hair up into a bun, she snapped her fingers to call the receptionist over. "Pack up the clothes I just picked, and please help me discard the clothes she changed out of just now. Thank you!"

I was dumbfounded for a moment. "Those clothes can still be worn."

She shrugged. "I know it is from a brand that trended a few years back, but it is now outdated. Why would you still want to wear it? Isn't it good to wear outfits of the latest season?"

I was speechless.

Hendrix had bought me those clothes before moving into the villa four years ago. After I returned from Hovell, he even asked Evan to slightly alter their design. Since they were comfortable, I often wore them and did not care about when they were released.

After hearing what she said, I agreed that I was pretty outdated.

wanted. I needed to take a

all the bags, we started to get worried about the amount of things

like her would speak in such a gentle tone when talking to someone

to do some carrying. There is too much stuff

placed on the ground and felt that she was being a little dramatic. What

at her strangely. With a curl on her lips, she explained, "Women should know when to be weak. It is not that I can't carry all of them, but because I have him, I no longer know how to unlock bottle caps, lift heavy objects, or even

on puddles."

when it came to relationships, women were responsible for being gentle,

women.

in my own thoughts again, she

work?" I looked

did she call

gaze and continued, "The city centre

she dared to speak to

hanging up her phone, she looked at me with raised eyebrows, "Mr. Roberts said that he will be here in ten minutes." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt