My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I fought back the urge to hit him, as I held back my anger. I decided not to say a word to him. I casted him a glance before pulling Hendrix away.

When we got out of the hospital, I was still a little angry. Hendrix saw that I had not spoken, so he paused and asked, "Would you like to vent your anger by hitting me?"

I looked up at him. His eyes were deep and calming. I lifted my arm and smoothed his sleeve that was slightly wrinkled after getting dragged by me.

"I'm fine. I'm not that angry!"

He laughed and led me into the car. After he buckled my seat belt, he kissed me on the forehead, "You're so cute when you're furious!"

Cute?

I was not sure whether the word 'cute' was used appropriately here.

Since it was already so late in the night, I fell asleep while I was still in the car.

When I woke up the next day, I was already in my bed at the villa.

and Evan came early. When he saw me coming down, he nodded and smiled to greet

yet?" That little fellow had to go to school. There was no way that she

was early. Hendrix poured me a bowl of porridge and pushed

what he meant, "I'm

and Aaron was

his hand, his eyes were deep, and his voice muted,

my eyes to look at him,

there are too many people in the hospital. It's easy to get into trouble.

Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

at me and said, "The weather forecast says it's going to snow in Jarold City, so put on more layers when

large group of reporters under the high-rise building of the Roberts Group, blocking both the entrance and exit. Evan got off the car to clear the road. Hendrix pulled me towards him. There was warmth on his well- refined face as he

soon as we got out of the car, the reporters swarmed around like bees. Fortunately, there were

the reporters asked all kinds of questions, Hendrix made no intention to

Roberts Group and went straight to the

I didn't know exactly what had happened, I could guess what it was after hearing the