My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I got into the passenger seat of the car. I looked over at Evan and said, "Morning, Evan, have you had your breakfast?"

Confused, he was slow to react. After a pause, he said, "Good morning, Madam!"

I smiled. Hendrix must still be in the house as I did not see him in the car. I handed him the breakfast that I'd packed. "You must have not eaten your breakfast yet, eat this while it's still warm." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He blinked in astonishment. Before he could formulate a response, Hendrix got into the back seat of the car and said "Let's go to the Golden Scale Villa!"

"Okay!" Evan said and handed the breakfast in his hand to him. "Mr. Roberts, you have not had your breakfast yet, right? Madam made breakfast, it's still warm, do you want to have a bite?"

I was dumbfounded at Evan. He...

there. He was silent for a while, then answered

it occurred to me that they wouldn't be

out of the car, Hendrix cleared his throat rather

after we go to Golden Scale Villa. Come with us. There aren't many cabs

Uncertain, I said, "Really?"

in agreement. I couldn't help but turn back to look at him. He was focused on eating his breakfast as if he hadn't been listening to us at all. Practicality won so I decided to be thick-skinned. I sat back in the seat and said with a smile, "I'll have to trouble

and we were

Wearing a white dress, with her long wavy hair, and

in front of her. She reached for the back seat door, but couldn't seem to open it. Disgruntled, she looked over at Evan, and reminded him politely, "Evan, I think you didn't open

forgot about it." He pressed a button, releasing the locks. Once the locks were disengaged, Evan and Hendrix got down

I saw Evan moving to the back seat