My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

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I was speechless.

But I still cut a portion of it and put it in front of him. "Eat!"

He raised his eyebrows. "You don't want to eat?"

"I am on a diet!" He just said that I was fat in the morning, and he still wanted me to eat these desserts.

He said to the screen, "Okay, the meeting is over."

Then he took off the headset and put it down before looking me in their eye. "What do you want to eat?"

Excuse me?

I'm at work

"Yes, I'll ask Evan to send it

He

eyebrows and stopped talking. He moved the cake in front of me and slowly tapped on the keyboard with his slender fingers. It was strange to see his movements hampered by the injury on his

mouth a

door interrupted us. Hendrix

she saw that I was there, shock twisted her features for a brief second. She looked at Hendrix, then at his hand with concern. Ignoring me, she inquired. "Hendrix, how's your hand? I brought some

the desk and put down the lunchbox then opened it. Her actions were

his brows and said, "I'm

fault," Andrea insisted. "I shouldn't have thrown a tantrum when you were

hard line, he dismissed her calmly,

keyboard and immediately tried to coax him. "Hendrix, are you sending an email? Why don't

approached Hendrix as she spoke and was preparing to take the keyboard from his hand when Hendrix smoothly avoided her movements before she could even touch the

set, Hendrix said in a low voice, "This is company work. Outsiders