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?"

Afterward, I got up calmly and stretched. Yawning, I said, "I'm a little sleepy. I'm going back to my room to lie down for

sent me a message through the servants, nor did I know what was written in the note. However, I had a feeling I

door. I took out the note and opened it. A frown made

identity, neither was there any intention of obtaining my trust through undue persuasion. Only one simple sentence was written on it, which indicated

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

familiar to me as I repeated the name in

it twice to ensure that I had it memorized, I tore the note up and

I bumped into Irvin, whose

privacy in this house, so you don't have to lock the door whenever you go

hard, I guess," I

and something

have flitted across his mind. Surprisingly,

anything as long as

smile and feigned relaxation by spreading out my hands. "It's very comfortable staying here.

offer me a

I had a hunch that he didn't have complete trust

went back to my room early,

Thus, it barely took an hour before the lights in his room went out