My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Huh? What is Dr. Lawson like?" I felt that his descriptions were a little strange.

Hendrix let out a sly laugh, stepped on the accelerator and continued to move forward without answering me.

I thought that Hendrix didn't mean it, but I didn't expect that he would really have brought lan back that night.

Seeing Hendrix and lan standing in the living room, it felt surreal to me, as if everything had returned to before Monique died. At that time, they were the two most important men to me. Soon, all the dishes were placed on the table. Ian and I sat opposite each other, and Hendrix was sitting in the middle.

I looked at lan, and found that he was still as distant as ever. It seemed that nothing had changed. I wondered what Hendrix did to make him leave Silvia and the child to meet me. Hendrix suddenly kicked my foot, narrowed his eyes, and constantly winked at me to remind me to seize the opportunity.

to break the ice. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access

"Why didn't you tell me when you went to Mesville? Why didn't you invite me when you got married? Why...

tone choked with sobs. Feeling wronged and sad, tears welled up in my

who had been abandoned by her family, flustered and helpless. I just wanted to know what I had done wrong, and whether I

his food. He replied, "There's no reason. I just don't see the

angry and anxious. "What do you mean by that? We have been friends for more than a decade. Is our friendship

you dare mention Monique." lan was emotional. He put down his cutlery roughly, raised his head, and looked straight into my eyes. "Arianna, there

for you. I can't forget about this. If it weren't for our previous friendship, and for Monique's last wish, I wouldn't have let Anne follow you. I have already made concessions