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 changed to other business

son look exactly 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 but curl into

the kid's surname was

he has custody of his son while the daughter belongs to the mother's side, though the two

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

good looking. He sure had the

now the wealthiest in the country. No one can

After that, he continued giving me a general

about this unknown man and his

had listened to his explanation as a member of the Granger

tricky angle, "Ordinary people get married when they are young, when it is easy to have their feelings cultivated. Hendrix and his fiancee have been gossiped about for such a long time, yet they haven't

was in the

who was a career- oriented woman. She was rich, beautiful and had a great

regardless of how handsome he was, he was

his laughter. "Who knows? I'm happy to know

world of

it

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

I thought of this, emptiness instantly invaded

could not remember any of

he tried to comfort me.

kindness warmed people's

could not soothe my worries entirely. Emotions, such an

something. "There should be someone

the half a month I was in the hospital. I

it didn't matter. If they didn't come, I could take the

I'd ask something like this. He said, "We fought a lot. You didn't like letting me know about your

I heard this. I had thought that our estrangement was

but he didn't know

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