My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"B*tch, how dare you call the police!" the man, Johnson, roared at me.

There was a deep scar on his nose that ran all the way to the corner of his mouth. He became ferocious due to the adrenaline coursing through him. When he heard what I had said, he angrily raised his hand, swinging his fist.

I subconsciously stretched out my hand to block the attack, but Freya was the first to strike as she kicked the man in between his legs.

"Argh! F*ck!" he screamed, feeling the pain while covering his crotch and kneeling, struggling in agony.

"How dare you touch my friend! You must be asking for death!" Freya growled as she stared down at the man from above without a glint of weakness in her eyes.

Then, she shielded me behind her. In the distance, several bodyguards of the Moore family were charging towards us. They were a group of young men in suits and sunglasses, rushing over together, which grabbed a lot of attention.

When Johnson heard them approaching, he turned back toward us and was determined to go all out.

ruthlessly, shoving his hand into the inner pocket of his suit and fishing out a plastic bottle. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet

we could react, he unscrewed the cap hastily and doused the liquid from the bottle onto Freya's face while taunting, "Go to

high heels had gotten stuck within

even make out the slosh of the liquid in

I cried, "Look out!"

Freya yelped, "Argh!"

eyes. Freya's expression was aggravated as she gritted her teeth and endured the

red from the

his plan had succeeded, Johnson flung the bottle

bodyguards rushed over and carried Freya away, as well as escorted me out of this dangerous place. Certainly, they had also contacted the authorities. She was then rushed to

was the first person to call me on the phone. When he did, I was sitting right at the door of the operating room. The phone rang several times, but I did not pick up until the bodyguards left me. "What took you so long to answer the phone?" Hendrix scolded, his voice slightly furious. Even as we were not speaking face to face,

room, and I was in too much of a panic," I replied feebly,

off-shoulders and clothes that revealed her back. However, it seemed that she might not get to wear her beloved garments for the rest of her life now. It