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

ask Evan to send it

He was

moved the cake in front of me and slowly tapped on the keyboard with his slender fingers. It was strange

opened and closed my mouth a few times but nothing

office door interrupted us. Hendrix

in holding a thermal lunch box in her hand. When 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

walked closer to the desk and put down the lunchbox then opened it. Her actions were gentle

said, "I'm fine, thank you!" His words were

Andrea's face. "It's all my fault," Andrea insisted. "I shouldn't have thrown a tantrum when you were driving. I know shouldn't have done that.

line, he dismissed her

on the keyboard and immediately tried to coax him. "Hendrix, are you sending an email? Why don't you drink the soup and I'll send the email for

approached Hendrix as she spoke and was preparing to take the keyboard from his hand when

voice, "This is company work.