My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Her hands gripped her knee, probably because the temperature in the car was too low. Noting her shiver, I adjusted the temperature.

"You had the self-awareness to know that you are not good enough for him, so you left. I can admire that. You are not annoying after all." She glanced at the air conditioner that I adjusted and said, "Thank you!"

I forced a smile and didn't bother disputing her words. I said instead, Why don't I drive you to the hospital? You must be hurting badly, your ankle having been sprained twice in a row." She nodded and said off-handedly, "Okay, since you have nothing to do anyway."

After arriving at the hospital, the doctor said that her foot was caused by ligament strain and that she should stay home and rest for a few days. He prescribed her some ointment and medicines.

"Take me home. It's not convenient for me to take a taxi." She said.

Indeed, it was inconvenient to take a taxi from the hospital. I nodded.

Linda called. "What took you so long? What's wrong?"

to the hospital. I'm waiting for her medication. Please tell Sebastian that I'll

woman is trying to snatch your man away from you. Why are you taking care of

quickly glanced at Rowane. She was absentmindedly looking at the scenery outside the window and

I'm driving. We'll talk later!" After hanging up, I

might have become friends with you," she

her from the corner of my eye. Where was this coming from? Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on

innocently, "You can't be friends with a rival

why you left Hendrix. In

their own difficulties. Lovers need luck on their side for a relationship to work out. When two people have been together for a while, things might fizzle out. Naturally, we stopped seeing each other." I stopped at the

lips together and said after a moment of silence, "Arianna, that's probably it. I feel that I will be happier than you. At least, I won't

smile and

sending Rowane home, I returned to the company. Linda handed me a glass of ice water and said, "How was it? Are you jealous after meeting your rival in

and sat down in front of me. "No, what on earth do you think you're doing? Do you really want to do this? Are you giving up on Hendrix?" She asked in an exceptionally serious tone. This topic had gone on for way too long, and I was not in the mood to talk about it