My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was stunned. I realized he had not been bullsh*tting all along.

After a few seconds of silence, I replied, "Alright then."

Through his reply, I could feel him smirking. "I thought you'd decline," he said. "I'll send you the address in a bit. Don't be late. I'd feel upset if you do."

After hanging up, I tried calling Hendrix once again. Fortunately, the call was connected. It was a bit noisy at his end like there were many vehicles around him. "Hendrix, has anything gone wrong at your end?"

"I'm stuck in a traffic jam," He said hurriedly. "No worries. I've spoken to Mr. Moore. He won't be heading to Asherton anytime soon. So, don't worry."

I heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Alright then. Fetch him to the hospital. I'll call my mom to let her know so that she would stop worrying."

Hendrix. Then, I

was just a stone's throw away from where I was. I did not drive over. Instead, I

a private residence from the outside. Had the waiter not come over and greeted me, I would not have realized that I had arrived. I followed him

set quite high. He put his coat on

lips and sat down opposite him. Not in a rush to speak, he busied himself with brewing tea. Then he passed me a porcelain teacup and said, "Smell the

was a strong aroma of green tea which was tinged with sweetness. As I saw him smiling at me, I put the teacup on the table and said, "It's fragrant, indeed!" He

some tea into my teacup. I frowned. He did not give the impression that he was getting down to business anytime soon. Agitated, I looked at him

else. Feel free to make a move if you think I'm wasting your time." He raised his hand

since I had yet to obtain

this moment, I could hear his disgruntled voice as he grumbled, "What a waste. You should have just taken a

table, I looked at him and frowned slightly. "To each their own... I have my