My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to wring the water off his old clothes. He said blandly, "I'm fine!"

I pursed my lips and took a deep breath. I felt like there was something stuck in my chest.

I took out my wallet from my bag. There was not much cash, but I took everything out. Then I put my phone number and the money in front of him and said, "Take it. My phone number is on it. If you want me to help you, you can call me at any time."

Instead of reaching out to take the money, he just looked up at me. I put the money and the phone number beside him and left.

It was not that I was kind-hearted. It was just that during the time in Myanway, although Westin didn't help me publicly, he helped in private. Without him, I may not have been able to return home.

I took a taxi back to the villa and found Hendrix reading in the yard. When I entered the house, I saw him. He just looked down at the book in his hand indifferently, ignoring me.

to the kitchen, and saw there was

alone, and went straight back to the bedroom. I was going to read a book, but I was too sleepy

afternoon. When I went downstairs, I saw that the

in the living room for a while and then went back to

and thunder filled the night. The late autumn rain was cold and soon the temperature

what had happened in

hanging up the phone, I wasn't sleepy yet. Remembering my plan to visit Lancille Village to conduct a safety check on the project the next

with my eyes closed. We were unhappy with each other. It was inevitable that we'd quarrel if I saw him. So I pretended to sleep

of flowing water came from the bathroom. Before long, I felt the bed

unexpected contact, I couldn't help but

said in a low