My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I avoided him and looked around, afraid that there would be any lingering reporters. If they happened to encounter us, I did not know how many troubles would happen.

After confirming that there were only the two of us around, I replied, "Sebastian was afraid that I would die, and he would not be able to threaten you if I did. What does it have to do with acting? Wait, did you just say I was being obvious?"

Hendrix shrugged his shoulders without saying yes or no. "You could almost compete with that woman, Stephanie Simpson."

I gasped, "You mean that you've seen through that woman's identity at a glance?"

"Is it that difficult?" Hendrix asked matter-of-factly.

Looking at his firm demeanor, I was completely speechless.

Even Hendrix could see it. Didn't this mean that Freya understood even more? She had a strong radar for pretentious, scheming women, after all.

Then, why would she act as if nothing had happened...

about Andrea back then? Perhaps this thing was only

would

for you

the anger of Freya being cheated on. I remembered everything I had to suffer through because of Andrea, and when I looked at Hendrix again, there was more dissatisfaction in my eyes. "You saw through it, but you still helped Zachary Holt

while saying, "You didn't tell Freya

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back then, didn't you also feel that there was no problem with Andrea's intimacy with you?" I suddenly had

from the torture of love, and there

in love with you, I wouldn't have given you any chance to be

bit my lower lip. I wanted to cry, but my

always been faithful to me despite everything. Zachary had trampled his

home now?"

I want to visit Freya's house,"

right now," Hendrix said. "She could hold back even when seeing her rival strutting around in her company. This is for the sake of her pride. Are you visiting