My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Are you acting up now?" A voice spoke.

I looked up and saw that the voice belonged to Hendrix. He stood not far away and was looking at me, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. I instinctively tried to stand up.

Then again, I thought there was no point trying to fix my image as he had already seen this side of me, so I gave up, tired.

Somewhat irritated, I said, "It's none of your business!"

He took a step forward, saying, "I'm not trying to butt into your business, but are you going to ruin these pears, that were picked through so much work?"

I pursed my lips, paused, and picked up the fruits that were covered in mud. I held it out to him and asked, "Are you satisfied?"

He looked as if he was holding back a smile.

He didn't take it, instead he just looked at me and said, "Get up then, Master Attwood is still waiting to eat these!"

breath hitched for a moment. Did he come here just to watch me make a

mud. When I arrived at the base, Hugo was sitting on the steps and resting. When he

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pursed my lips in shame.

still had a sense of conscience. He held back his laughter and took the fruits from

You should hurry and take a wash. But you don't have any clothes with you, so if you don't mind, I could lend you mine for the time being!" Aside from this solution, I couldn't think of

said, "Okay,

said, "You're welcome. Go

walked. I didn't blame them, I did look like

the front, looking at

trying hard

hand and let out the temper that I was holding in for most of the day. I said angrily, "Tell Hendrix that I won't thank him for giving

a smile on his face and said, "Miss Reid, go in and take a bath first

the base, so there wasn't any division between men and women bathrooms. Fortunately, the bathrooms