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 full. Sorry,

the phone

first, I stared at him uncomprehendingly, but then I realized that his mobile phone was in his trousers, and both of his hands were wet and slippery with soap. I wiped my hands dry.

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

eyebrows imperiously. "Why

just reach in to take things out

innocent gaze did not leave my face.

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

waited for me to

I held out the phone to

full of soap foam.

my lips, and looked down at the phone screen, and answered the call. The caller

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

on the hands-free mode and held it closer to him. Due to his ridiculous height, I had to tiptoe

say anything. Rowane's gentle voice sounded through the phone, "Mr. Roberts,