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

said, "My hands are full.

the phone for

his mobile phone was in his trousers, and both of his hands were wet and slippery with soap.

twitched as I mumbled, "Mr. Roberts, I don't think

raised his eyebrows imperiously. "Why

just reach in to take things out

leave my face. This man is too

beautiful piano tinkling echoed over and over again.

do anything, but waited for

I held out

looked down at his hand, which was full of soap foam. The meaning

down at the phone screen, and

Hendrix reminded me, his exceptionally deep

on the hands-free mode and held it closer to him. Due to his

looking at me but didn't say anything. Rowane's gentle voice sounded