My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

To be honest, I was still a little confused, but If she had taken the initiative to express her goodwill to me, I had no reason to doubt her.

I nodded, and put the phone away.

I felt a warm gaze on me, so I looked up subconsciously. I met the man's dark and bright eyes.

Hendrix!

Was this a coincidence?

Probably not. We were all in the same vicinity, it was more than likely we'd meet eventually.

Apparently, Hendrix was here for business. He was followed by several middle-aged men, who were talking to him.

As he suddenly stopped, they all turned to look at him.

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my lips, and averted my gaze from Hendrix's. I simply looked away

"No!" I yelled. It was getting late, I thought, we should go home already. "Since you two know each other, go and say hello. It doesn't matter whether you two are that familiar with

her away, but she was stronger than

her away. She couldn't keep her balance, falling to the ground. The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment. She looked at me with some confusion, and some anger. "Arianna,

apologetic. "Sorry, I

his group had already begun to walk in my

his path, Hendrix glanced towards Evan, and Evan moved to help Dahlia

are you okay?" He

replied Evan in a gentle

at Hendrix appreciatively, "Thank you. I was just talking to Arianna about you. She said you both

couldn't help but frown. When did I ever say

shining, and his voice was deep and restrained. "Have you

casual greeting, so I nodded. When I saw the eyes of the people around him looking at me, I

was following Hendrix, seemingly trying to appeal to Hendrix. He smiled awkwardly and responded, "Mr. Roberts, you've met

of me as one of Hendrix's