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.

downstairs, and Evan came early. When he saw me coming down, he

had to go to school. There was no way that she had not gotten up yet! "The driver had just

bowl of porridge and pushed it towards me, saying, "Come

understand what he

had arranged for someone to stay on guard last night and Aaron was also there,

were deep, and his voice muted, "You might not need

raised my eyes to look at

people in the hospital. It's easy to get into trouble.

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at him quietly, Hendrix looked at me and said, "The weather forecast says it's going to snow in Jarold City, so put on more layers when you go out." I nodded. If he

Hendrix pulled me towards him. There was warmth on his well- refined face as he said, "Don't be afraid. Whatever they ask, just leave it to me, alright?" Although I didn't

we got out of the car, the reporters swarmed around

the reporters asked all kinds of questions, Hendrix

Group and went straight

happened, I could guess