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 nodded

stunned when I found out that Anne was not there. I mumbled, "Anne isn't up yet?" That little fellow had to go

me a bowl of porridge and pushed it towards

at him, I did not understand what he meant,

to stay on guard last night and Aaron was also there, I still needed to go take

down the newspaper in his hand, his eyes were deep,

to look at him, seeing

hospital. It's easy to get

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me and said, "The weather forecast says it's going to snow in Jarold City, so

we arrived at the lobby of the Roberts Group. There was a 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.

swarmed around like bees. Fortunately, there were enough bodyguards barricading us

kinds of questions,

the Roberts Group and went straight to the

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