My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The villa was not very large by Hendrix's standards. The total area of the villa was about three hundred square meters. Of course, for an ordinary family, it was a luxury to live in it. The villas that Hendrix had purchased previously were all much larger than this one.

But I preferred this one. This villa was the most comfortable one he had bought. The villa's color scheme was an inviting, light yellow.

The furniture was not leather but instead covered in luxurious, umber, soft fabrics. The hall was filled with photos of Anne and me. Some I've never even seen before.

Some of them were him and Anne. Judging by the pictures, it looked like they were taken after I left Jarold City. There were also photos of Hendrix, Anne, and me together. Most of the photos were candid, from the time when he and I sent Anne to school.

I name the feelings rushing through me. I didn't know if I liked it or hated it.

I felt a burning sensation behind my eyes. I looked away, instinctively wiping away the tears that had trickled down my face.

Needing a distraction, I went into the kitchen and boiled water. I found the tea leaves and cut some fruits from the refrigerator.

The decorations in the villa reminded me strongly of the house in Jarold City.

came out with the tea and fruits, I found Hendrix looking down at the documents, Rowane next to him

although the dishes lay on the

was definitely unhappy to

the tea. I don't know what kind of tea you like to drink, so I only made some Earl

from perusing the document in his hand aside and said to

design of this project is very good but many details still need to be listed and discussed.

I understand. Why don't you eat something? You've been busy the whole

then unexpectedly placed the lunch box in

the golden egg rolls in the box in amazement. It looked as if it was

wanted was a taste but since Rowane brought it for Hendrix, it felt strange for

to refuse. "I've just had lunch so

at me expressionlessly and said, "I've also just

expression was becoming more and more upset. It was, after all, a kind gift. It wasn't polite for us