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 confusion,

said, "My hands are full. Sorry, but can

phone for

mobile phone was in his trousers, and

corners of my eyes twitched as I mumbled, "Mr.

eyebrows imperiously. "Why

just reach in to

serious but innocent gaze did not leave my face.

of a beautiful piano tinkling echoed over and

waited for me to pick up

pocket. Then I held

was full of soap foam. The meaning was clear. He couldn't answer the phone with his soapy

looked down at the phone screen, and answered the call.

reminded me, his exceptionally deep gaze not straying

I was told. I tapped on the hands-free mode and held it closer to him. Due

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