My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I raised my head and looked at him. I felt that I had not stared closely at him for the longest time. His gaze was profound as if exhausted by life, and it caught me off guard. I looked at him and said smilingly, "Do you think that I'm someone who has no sense of self-protection? Am I such a complete idiot?"

He furrowed his brows in disappointment. "You know that's not what I meant," he said.

I sneered, "But that's what you've been trying to convey."

"Forget it... You don't have to explain yourself. Carry on with your work. Don't let this bother you at work," I continued.

As I exited the office, the elevator door opened, and I walked in.

explain myself as well. Humans could be complicated at times. We could resolve any issue just by explaining ourselves. Alas,

like she was deliberately waiting for me. When she saw me,

the elevator. Then, she seemed to want to say something but held back. So, I stopped and said, "You've been working hard lately. Are you in a relationship? I reckon your parents must have been urging you to settle down since you'

she was taken aback by my question, she replied smilingly, "Well, my parents are rather

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mere mention of Vincent. Although she tried her best to hide her annoyance, I could tell. After a moment of silence, she clarified, "We're just friends. He's in love with someone

seriously. Hendrix and I didn't really date a lot before ou marriage. In retrospect,

married Mr. Roberts without really dating