My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I squinted and raised my eyebrows to look at him. "We?"

He nodded. "Yes, we. Me and you!"

I saw Andrea's forlorn look out of the corner of my eye, as if she couldn't stand it anymore. She got up and said, "Hendrix, I'm full. I'll go back to the hotel first." Hendrix looked at her perfunctorily and nodded. "Okay, be careful on the way. Don't run off!"

Andrea must've thought Hendrix would ask her to stay. She clearly wasn't expect ing him to dismiss her so casually.

She held back her anger and left with her bag.

Hendrix and I remained seated. He smiled into my eyes and placed my favorite dishes onto my plate and said, "You are not allowed to leave any leftovers. Eat up!"

Now that Andrea wasn't hanging around, I got my appetite back. It's not good to let good food go to waste after all.

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than actually eating, as if it was his pleasure to

to feel full. Yet he kept piling food onto my plate, and I looked at him with some

water he had just drank

handed it to him. Then I poured him another glass of water. I pushed my plate away. I really couldn't eat another

His red face looked at me

I nodded. "Let's go!"

the bill. Catching up to me, he took my hand in

said, "I'm not jealous!" trying to

smiled and

him in confusion. "What are you

was enjoying this.

I grumbled, but I was

him just like that, so I simply said, "Hendrix, we'll sleep in separate rooms

then frowned and asked, "It's

fine if we live