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.

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went to Mesville? Why didn't you invite me when you got

Feeling wronged

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

a few seconds, then continued to indulge in his food. He replied, "There's no reason. I just don't see the

were really depressing. I was angry and anxious. "What do you mean by that? We have been friends for more than a decade. Is our friendship going to die so easily? Even if it's Monique,

his cutlery roughly, raised his head, and looked straight into

want to meet my gaze. "Monique died for you. I can't forget about this. If it weren't for our previous friendship, and for Monique's last wish,