My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He nodded and looked at me. He obviously didn't have the intention of saying anything else. His gaze fell onto the two thermal lunch boxes.

I hesitated for a moment and stuttered, "I....."

"Am I suppose to eat both of these?" He looked back at me and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Or did you plan on eating with me?"

After the fight we had, I knew that I was wrong, but it was so hard to release my grip on pride all at once. I mumbled, "It's all for you!" I wasn't hungry anyway, I told myself. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He sat down beside me and began to open the lunchbox. Seeing that the two dishes were the same, he took out both bowls and chopsticks, placed one set in front of me, and said, "Eat!" I pouted, "I'm not hungry, you eat!"

He looked at me and joked, "Are you going to be a full-time pig breeder in the future?"

What? After a while, I realized the joke and that he was saying that he couldn't finish all of the food. Giving him two lunch boxes was no different from feeding a pig.

a blush on my face,

head to

I took the initiative and said

face of my sudden and inexplicable apology, he just looked at me slightly and

that, there

twitched, wasn't his answer was too perfunctory? I finally took the initiative to apologize, but he only replied a few

couldn't help but sigh. I didn't know if I should be happy

dishes on the table, his black eyes

"I've just returned to the Moore Family. I want to have a good time with them. When I was in the morgue, I thought that I should accompany them and tell them that I really love them. Hendrix, I know

me with deep eyes. After a long silence, he nodded, "Well, don't let me endure for too

used the word 'endure', not wait. It was more tormenting to endure than to wait. It was

him for a few days. There was some weariness in his eyes and hints

With the twinge of pain in my heart, I raised my hand and touched