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.

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

up yet?" That little fellow had to go to school. There

poured me a bowl of porridge and pushed it towards me, saying, "Come to the company with me

what he

last night and Aaron was also there, I still needed to go

were deep,

to look at him,

"Madam, there are too many people in the hospital. It's easy to get into trouble. You best

on Gøøglᴇ to

says it's going to snow in Jarold City, so put on more layers when you go out." I nodded. If he

off the car to clear the road. 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 know the reason, I had a feeling I knew what was going on. I nodded,

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

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

took me into the Roberts Group and

exactly what had happened, I could guess