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?"

Aaron asked us to have 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

was the boy who proposed to

and glanced at Estella, who was unconscious in the car, with a nervous and

for him to

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

instead!" After that, I got into the driver's

not speak, so I kept silent. It seemed that Estella was still unconscious, and the boy was so worried that he didn't seem to know what to

corridor, looking at the dark

sweater.

and asked her to treat his bruises. I went

by the boy in the lobby. "Mrs. Roberts, thank you