My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"I see," I replied. Looking at his stagnant face, my lips curled up into a smile. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

After being together for so many years, I still had some understanding of Hendrix.

His good appearance and outstanding business talents had attracted lots of women. Other than those beautiful faces and high-flying businesswomen, there had also been ladies from wealthy families pining after him. However, in the end, their efforts were all in vain. Hendrix probably didn't even remember their faces. When it came to his subordinates, most of the time, he didn't even seem to give much notice to them, and Estella was no exception.

However, it didn't mean Estella wasn't falling in love with Hendrix. I made up my mind to personally urge Evan to come back quickly.

Everyone had the right to pursue whatever they wanted in their life. However, once they realized that they were pursuing the wrong thing, they should be stopped in time.

I was really worried that history would repeat itself. Andrea had been so obsessed with Hendrix. Apart from her personality, the other reason was that she had spent too much time and energy on Hendrix. She wouldn't have been satisfied if she didn't achieve what she desired. With the mixture of depressed feelings and hesitant emotions, her mind had been distorted day after day.

Estella was a smart person. She could help Hendrix at work. However, she might have ulterior motives. I didn't want to embarrass her that much. I was hoping that Evan would come back, and let her be aware of the reality.

to sit beside Hendrix to keep him

head to look at me. After a moment of thought, he put down his utensils and said,

then picked up the coat next to

moment. As we were leaving the office, I asked, "What

out of the office. When we passed Estella, she stood up to greet us. However, he was walking faster and faster as if

a little excited when we reached the elevator. He kept staring at the elevator's floor with his dark eyes,

the car, I fastened my seat belt and

He held the steering wheel with a serious expression. "A trivial matter, very

at him with even more confusion. "How can a trivial matter be

the accelerator all the way and arrived home

us at the door upon hearing the commotion. "Mr. Roberts and