My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

My thoughts scattered. He is obviously trying to hurt Rowane!

Fortunately, I was feeling kind-hearted enough to spare Rowane, so I held back my impulse to cough. I gritted my teeth in a forced smile, almost gnashing my teeth. "Don't you have any hands, Mr. Roberts?" He pursed his lips, his usual calm demeanor nowhere to be seen, a certain malicious glee shining in his eyes. "It's not convenient for me to do so. My hands are full!"

While speaking, he picked up the documents that he had put down and raised his eyebrows at me in silent challenge.

I glowered at him but before I could formulate a response, Rowane sprang up, unable to sit still any longer. She said, "Mr. Roberts, I'll leave the documents to you. I still have something to do. I'll excuse myself first!"

Then she left the courtyard, her face sullen.

I looked back at Hendrix, speechless for a moment. What was he trying to do?

A part of me admired Rowane's endurance. From the moment she came in until she left, she had held back her anger and kept a smile on her face the whole time.

love someone that much, I guess you could endure

appetite. Looking at Hendrix, I said, "Mr. Roberts, if you don't like her why don't you just tell her directly. When you use this method, how can you be regarded as a gentleman?" "I'm not a gentleman at all!" He smirked. "What's more, I'm a married man. As a woman, she should not get close to any married

divorcing. You are a bachelor. You can't blame someone for falling in love

am so excellent, why

I...

in a verbal battle, I stood up and said, "When speaking about love, even if that person is superb, that doesn't mean that he or she is suitable for everyone." He stood

deliberately looking for trouble today. "Since Miss Zanes had left and we don't seem to have anything else to discuss, I'll

stopping me. My heart was pounding like crazy, and I tried my best to calm down. "Mr. Roberts, what are you

eyebrows. "I was the one who took care of you from the time you fell into a pit in Lancille

closer. "Even if I am a stranger to you, you should at least thank me for saving

starting to make me nervous. I mumbled a faint,

laughed. His eyebrows mocked me. He was as handsome as ever. "Your thanks are too

myself for what came out of my mouth. I knew that I would not like what