My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hearing that we were able to go out and have some fun ourselves made me feel slightly happier. I nodded and replied, "Okay!" Being the busy man that he was, and with the holidays approaching, Hendrix had to leave for the office to get his work done.

I had planned to read at home, but Freya called me and said that she was back from her honeymoon. She also mentioned that she was preparing a gathering for the three of us.

As soon as I heard that, I asked curiously, "The three of us?"

She clicked her tongue. "You, me and Yana. Who else?"

I was stunned. Well, that was true; that was all the people I acquainted myself with.

I simply nodded and agreed.

We decided to meet at a golf club in the suburbs. Though we weren't interested in playing golf, we did enjoy the scenery and the food the golf club had to offer.

Freya had bought a leisure villa near the golf course, and there were many high-end pastries nearby. She had always wanted to try them but never had the time to, so she invited us to come along with her on a pastry adventure.

Hendrix had a bodyguard and

didn't even bother objecting to this. Having someone drive me there saved me trouble of doing it myself, after all. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt

to call Freya, but I heard someone calling my name instead. It was

chubbier in the few days we hadn't

so carefree whenever we met. When she came to me, she immediately pulled me in and said excitedly, "How rare of you to come early! Yana is still on her way. Let's go up first and wait for

nodded and walked into the

also a cafe. Its atmosphere was elegant

Could I have your reservation details, please?" "We're over at the Windmill Room!" Freya said as she passed the small tag

nodded, bowed slightly, and gestured forward. "Please follow

following her to our room, the waitress handed us a menu in the form of a bamboo slip. "Please take

and made a few simple strokes. She then

is fine. I'm not a

up and placed a delicate dessert

liquid that looked like juice, though it was