My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Then came the next day.

I went downstairs for breakfast in the morning only to find that Irvin had already left earlier on.

It was not until ten in the morning when I was reading in the backyard that he showed up with his briefcase. He pulled out the chair next to me and began to work without saying anything.

Just as the servant came over with a plate of fruits, Irvin's phone rang. He answered it, glancing at me from time to time.

"Miss Reid." The servant suddenly pointed at the milk in front of me and said, "The milk will get cold if you don't drink it."

The servants in Irvin's family treated me well, so I didn't think much of it before I picked up the glass of milk and finished it in one gulp.

When I was placing the glass back on the table, I noticed that a note had been placed in its original position. I looked up at the servant and saw that he was giving me a knowing look.

I immediately understood the situation and quickly picked up the note, putting it in the pocket of my shirt.

Then, I shot a glance at Irvin subconsciously.

He happened to walk over. "Is there something on my face?"

calmly. Afterward, I got up calmly and stretched. Yawning, I said, "I'm a little sleepy. I'm going

was written in the note. However, I had a

entered the bedroom, got into the washroom and locked the door. I took out the note and opened it. A frown made its

of identity, neither was there any intention of obtaining my trust through undue persuasion. Only one simple sentence was written on it, which indicated a great sense of confidence. "9PM tonight,

exquisiteness in the note's handwriting, and it urged me

as I repeated

it

whose face was expressionless. My breathing

so you don't have to lock the door whenever you go

die hard, I guess," I

and

flitted across his mind.

long as you're happy. I just don't want you

mouth into a smile and feigned relaxation by spreading out my hands. "It's very comfortable staying here. You've taken good care of the,

not to offer me a response. Instead, he

that he didn't have

room early, switched

was asynchronous with mine. Thus, it barely took an hour before the lights