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.

very early. When I woke up, Hendrix was no

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

smiled. I looked at the bouquet on

better because of it. I looked at Fiona and asked,

the flowers in the morning. Sir said that you were in a bad mood recently. He thought you would feel much better

not help but think it

done making my breakfast. While I was sitting at the dining table eating my food, I swiped through my phone and saw the news

that Eugene had 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 the end and let her continue to work as

the best choice

staying in the hospital for two days, Rowane was discharged. This

was already the end of the year imperceptibly; it would be New Year's Eve a

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

that everyone has the soul of a

noon, Hendrix called, "Have you eaten?" he asked

His attention was always on trivial matters in our lives, and it had become a habit for