My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I shivered at his cold stare. The surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a few degrees. So, I stopped talking and focused on washing the dishes carefully.

I braced myself for his ridicule so his silence left me feeling out of sorts.

I peeked at him sideways and noticed that his eyes were flat. I couldn't read any emotion in them.

I couldn't stand the awkward silence. "Don't you have business with Sebastian? Why don't you go ahead and talk to him?"

He pretended he didn't hear me. His slender fingers carefully washed each porcelain bowl, his movements smooth and unhurried.

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Awkward silence returned.

Then Hendrix's phone rang, breaking the uncomfortable quiet.

Instead of answering the phone, he looked at me expectantly.

asked in

"My hands are

phone for

first, I stared at him uncomprehendingly, but then I realized that his mobile phone was in his trousers, and both of his hands were

corners of my eyes twitched as I mumbled, "Mr. Roberts, I don't

eyebrows imperiously.

reach in to take things out

innocent gaze did not leave my face. This man is

of a beautiful piano tinkling echoed over and over again. It

did not do anything, but waited for me to pick up

I held out the phone to him, my face burning with

looked down at his hand, which was full of soap foam. The meaning was clear. He couldn't answer the phone with his

my lips, and looked down at the phone screen, and answered the

on hands-free mode" Hendrix reminded me, his exceptionally

to him. Due to his ridiculous height, I had to tiptoe to get closer to

at me but didn't say anything. Rowane's gentle voice sounded through the phone, "Mr.