My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Boss," Mullen's emotionless voice gave me a fright. Her face looked blank as she said, "Isn't it enough for you to have private meet-ups with him every night? Do you still miss him?"

"Hm?" I was stunned. When I realized what she was trying to say, my face flushed red. I felt both angry and embarrassed. I retorted, "Mullen, what on earth are you thinking about? Could you please behave more appropriately? I'm just waiting for my friend. We promised to meet here half an hour ago."

"Oh." Miller pushed her glasses up expressionlessly, "Don't wait for someone who isn't coming. It's meaningless to do so."

"Sawyer doesn't want to meet me?" I asked.

Miller shrugged, neither making a comment nor agreeing.

I suddenly felt like I had been tricked. I got so angry that I called Sawyer's number again.

I soon heard a beeping sound. I thought my call had gone through, so I got ready to scold him. But then, I heard the automated voice message say, "I'm sorry, the number you have dialed is unavailable. Please..." "He rejected my call?" I pointed at the phone in disbelief. "He actually hung up on me?"

Mullen raised an eyebrow, her face looked nonchalant.

grew disappointed and angry with him. Putting on my coat, I said, "Go and prepare the car. How dare he hide

are we going?"

"His old place."

been waiting in Sawyer's

into the office. Then, the lights switched on. The light was dazzlingly bright, but I could still see his face

took off his coat and hung it on the hanger as though nothing had happened. Walking to his desk

million dollars. Why not open a bottle of fine

looked up at me and said

standing up to me, but he's also shifting the blame onto me. Since you've already come so

each other as we stood on opposite ends

hand. Sensing that something was amiss

in the room. After a moment of silence, Sawyer sighed and looked away

the hell are you doing?" I yelled. "How long have you been

Sawyer's expression suddenly turned cold. He retorted, "What did Raiya tell you?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh