My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I walked over to their table. Dahlia, who was still weeping, finally saw me. Her eyes widened for a moment. Her jaw dropped but she was dumbstruck.

Hendrix's gaze fell on me, looking at me with a heart-wrenching look in his eyes.

From the looks of it, he had probably believed Dahlia to some extent. Dahlia probably thought that Hendrix would come to dislike me because of my insolence, which was why she had crafted such a story.

As for why she had deliberately said that Sebastian took good care of me, she probably wanted Hendrix to think that I was a promiscuous woman who could fall in love with anyone.

To be honest, I wanted to thank her for deliberately trying to smear me. I would have no more reasons to push Hendrix away otherwise.

"Dahlia, it's impossible for a good man to fall in love with you, much less an ordinary man. You are neither physically attractive, talented, nor kind-hearted. Basically, you don't have any characteristics that would attract a man. To be honest, if a woman like Naomi or a woman like

here, I would willingly and generously give Hendrix up. But you really don't deserve

"You..."

angry that she

just now, is to tell you that I don't deserve you. Whatever deeper meaning it has,

out his hand, and pulled me into his arms. Ignoring Dahlia, he looked at me,

of the restaurant directly, and Evan

Outside the restaurant...

done with the show!" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

me. "The reason you pushed

I did not get any surgery, but I experienced some distressing matters. However, I managed to survive. Anyway, Hendrix, I have my own choices." "What do you want to choose?" His face was ashen. "Arianna, you pushed me away without asking me