My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Wendy and I had only met once, but fate was unpredictable. She struck me as someone very dark and stoic, but strangely, I was not afraid of her, nor felt any despise towards her. To some extent, she felt real

to me.

I heard the sound of the car door being closed. I put away my phone and looked out of the window. I saw Hendrix standing next to his car, helping a young girl get out of the car.

It seemed that both of them were injured. The girl seemed to be unconscious and things looked a little serious. Hendrix's body was covered with dust, and his cheek was scratched on one side.

I quickly got out of the car and sprinted towards him. "How did you end up like this? What happened?"

Hearing my voice, Hendrix looked back at me. He was stunned for a moment and said, "We ran into some trouble on the way back here. Why are you here?"

dinner with them!" While we were talking, I saw clearly that he was holding Estella, the girl who worked at the company's front desk. Hendrix put her in the car and said, "Okay, but we have to take her to the hospital

a boy running towards us. He was the boy who

I'll go with you!!" He spoke and glanced at Estella, who was unconscious in the car, with a nervous and worried look on his

him to get into

was injured and scratched, so I raised my hand and gently pulled him. He stared blankly at me

injured. Let me drive instead!" After that, I

doubts along the way, but Hendrix did not speak, so I kept silent. It seemed that Estella was still unconscious, and the

the treatment. The boy went to pay the medical expenses. Hendrix and I stood in the corridor, looking at the dark sky. It seemed that he was thinking about something. He had lent his coat to Estella just

sweater.

her to treat his bruises. I went straight to the

I came back, I was stopped by the boy in