My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Irvin seemed to have read my mind and blurted, "I live next door. You can call me whenever you need me. We'll think about those things once you get used to living here."

I felt relieved instantly and could not help having a better impression of such a thoughtful man.

"Okay," I said with a smile.

Irvin smiled faintly and walked to the cabinet. He picked up a remote control and pointed it at the television. "Do you remember this?"

I felt a little awkward at the question. "It's just a television..."

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Irvin smiled sheepishly and said, "Sorry, I was just teasing you."

Then, he turned on the television and browsed through the various programs.

He stopped inadvertently at the news about financial reports.

"A few days ago, Hendrix, the president of Roberts Group..."

Irvin was about to change the channel, but before he did, he turned to look at me and found me with a look of surprise on my face.

The host was enthusiastically reporting about Hendrix attending a charity auction. The man was dressed in a tall, black-framed suit, and his every move exuded a restrained and cold temperament. He looked like a natural winner, and even the arc of his eyebrows gave off such confidence.

Irvin might have stayed patient because it was rare for me to be this focused. He lowered his gaze calmly and said, "I thought you would be more interested in the legal channel."

"Why?" I blurted out. Then, I suddenly remembered something and explained, 'Tve seen this man before. He was at the intersection earlier. His car was parked next to ours." Thinking of Hendrix's ice-cold eyes, I couldn't help shivering, but I still couldn't help staring at the television.

It was as if our meeting at the crossroads was too brief, and this television program was arranged by the universe to quell my curiosity.

However, Hendrix had little screen time. Whoever was covering his story had such poor reporting skills. They couldn't even capture half of the man's handsomeness.

"Is that so..." Irvin replied absent-mindedly, "I didn't

notice."

finished speaking, the frame

the same. Both of them are beautiful, but Hendrix was talking to the kid very formally. It was as if they weren't father and son..." Thinking of the little gentleman who wanted to jump out of the window, my lips couldn't help

kid's surname was

had decided after his divorce that he has custody of his son while the daughter belongs to the mother's side, though the two families haven't made a clear

this and just expressed my view as an ordinary bystander. "Is he a superstar? Why do so many people care so much about

looking. He sure had the

wealthiest in the country. No one can rival them in terms of monopoly." "Doesn't this mean that I just missed

was the source of his happiness. After that, he continued giving me a general introduction

I didn't feel bored hearing about this

member of the Granger Group. I had no other thoughts except

young, when it is easy to have their feelings cultivated. Hendrix and his fiancee have been gossiped

talent. I had heard some rumors back when I was in the hospital, so I

his divorce, he met his fiancee, Serene, who was a career- oriented woman. She was rich, beautiful

how handsome he was, he was still a

laughter. "Who knows? I'm happy to know my own private affairs rather than others', so

of the rich is

it has

attention to it. I am just gossiping with you don't know who else to talk

of this, emptiness instantly invaded my

could not remember

to comfort me. "Don't push yourself

kindness warmed

not soothe my worries entirely. Emotions, such an intangible and colorless thing, could

realized something. "There should be someone I know in Jarold

during the half a month I was in the hospital.

take the initiative to visit them so

was expressionless, as if expecting that I'd ask something like this. He said, "We fought a

I heard this. I had thought that our estrangement was due to weakening feelings, but it seemed that that

fought a lot, but he didn't

was that the last time we broke up, I had gone abroad alone. When he had arrived