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."

he finished speaking, the frame changed to other

his 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 a smile as I thought about

kid's surname was

more attention to Hendrix these days. It's said that the court 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 statement." Irvin's eyes were fixed on me as he

was a little confused by this and just expressed my view as an ordinary bystander. "Is he a superstar? Why do

was still very good looking. He sure had the

looked down and said, "Roberts Group is the largest construction developer in the country. In fact, they are now the wealthiest in the country. No one can rival them in terms of monopoly." "Doesn't this

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

I didn't feel bored hearing about

member of the Granger

question from a 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

was in

fiancee, Serene, who was a career- oriented woman. She was

point, regardless of how handsome he

a cough. He seemed to be amused by what I said, but he held back his laughter. "Who knows? I'm happy to know my own private affairs rather than others', so it's not good

the world of the rich

Besides, it has

attention to it. I am just gossiping with you

I thought of this, emptiness instantly invaded my

remember any of

me. "Don't push yourself

warmed people's

an intangible and colorless thing,

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

the hospital. I couldn't have been such a shut-in. Perhaps

didn't come, I could take the initiative to

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

had thought that our estrangement was due to weakening feelings, but it seemed that that hadn't been

he didn't know much about my

alone. When he had arrived at the hospital, I was alone without