My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After a long time, I could not help but open my mouth and asked, "Hendrix, what should we do to be considered a good person in our lives?"

He held the steering wheel and looked sideways at me. His eyes were deep and dark as he spoke, "Arianna, we don't need to be a good person, nor do we need to live according to anyone's wishes. You just have to follow your heart."

I smiled faintly and looked at the scenery outside the car in a daze. That's right, all we needed to do was to follow our hearts.

It was already a little late when we got back to the villa. Probably because I was in a bad mood, I fell asleep as soon as I laid on the bed.

When Hendrix came out of the bathroom, he seemed to have stood by my side for a long time before lying down beside me. The man's body was tall and slender. He laid down and wrapped his arms around my entire body.

It made me look particularly petite.

I was rather sluggish when I realized that he was lying really close to me. I could not help but open my mouth and said, "I'm on my period. I'm a little tired."

He answered in a low voice, "Yes, I know. Have a good sleep."

He patted me gently on the back, his action was extremely gentle.

never stopped so he woke up very early. When I woke up, Hendrix was no

said with a smile on her face, "Madam, Sir has left early this morning. He told me to tell you to

the bouquet

much better because of it. I looked at Fiona

who sent the flowers in the morning. Sir said that you were in a bad mood recently. He thought you would feel much better if the house was decorated

smile faintly. I could not help

dining table eating my food, I swiped through my phone and saw the news on

pushed her. No matter what her reason was, there was no denying this fact. Considering that Eugene was an experienced employee of the company, the board of directors decided to transfer her back to Ucrebury in

result was the best

Rowane was discharged. This matter had also come to

of the year imperceptibly; it would

I did not answer it. I just messaged her, "Take

has the soul of a demi-human devil. Therefore it was best

you eaten?" he asked in a gentle

that he had never expressed himself passionately. His attention was always on trivial matters in our lives, and it had become a habit for Hendrix to ask about