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

formally. It was as if they weren't father and son..." Thinking of the little gentleman who wanted

kid's surname

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,

expressed my view as an ordinary bystander. "Is he a superstar?

he was still very good looking. He

in the country. No one can rival them in terms

laughed, as if my response was the source of his happiness. After that, he continued

didn't feel bored hearing about this unknown

course, I had listened to his explanation as a member of the Granger Group. I had no other thoughts

is easy to have their feelings cultivated. Hendrix and his fiancee have been gossiped about for such a long time, yet they haven't gotten their marriage certificate yet. Don't you think that Hendrix is just playing around and doesn't intend to

when I was in the hospital, so

woman. She was rich, beautiful and had a great figure, but they

regardless of how handsome he was,

held back his laughter. "Who knows? I'm

of the rich

it has

there is no need to pay too much attention to it. I am just gossiping with you don't know who else to

this,

could not remember

always considerate, so he tried to comfort me. "Don't push yourself too

kindness warmed

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

should be someone I know

the half a month I was in the hospital. I couldn't have been such a shut-in.

didn't come, I could take the initiative to visit them so long as

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

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

but he

I had gone abroad alone. When he had arrived at the hospital, I was alone