My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

It did not feel good to be suspected of something, but what mattered more was that I did not feel strange at all sitting in the car. This made me very worried along the way.

While I was caught up in my thoughts, Hendrix announced in a low voice, "We're here."

Only then did I come to my senses. I opened the door and got out of the car. I expressed my gratitude. "Thank you, Mr. Roberts."

The rain had gotten lighter; I could easily make a run for the villa from the roadside.

"Wait," Hendrix called out to me all of a sudden.

In the blink of an eye, he stepped out from the driver's seat and went to the trunk. When he came back, he stood quietly with a black umbrella in his hand.

His abrupt consideration made me a little uncomfortable. While I was distracted, Hendrix asked coldly, "Don't you want to get out of the car?"

"Oh. Oh, thank you," I stuttered.

Right after I said that, a familiar voice could be heard nearby.

"Arianna."

Hendrix and I turned our heads at the same time, and we saw that it was Irvin.

"Irvin? It's only a short distance, you didn't have to come out to get me," I pointed out.

pajamas, and he

friend of yours?" Hendrix asked. It might have been an illusion, but his voice seemed to revert back

fiance," Irvin

without explaining much. I could only

Irvin beckoned while waving his

I obediently

a step when I felt my

moment, the

hand

into my skin.

while standing rooted to the ground, but I did not reach out to push Hendrix

could tell that

arrogant before, so what was he

Hendrix also seemed to be confused, as if he was not aware

Hendrix's hand instantly. His expression was

he did not insist further as he let

I get under

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misunderstand, so I explained, "When I was shopping with Freya, I happened to run into Mr. Robert's

him what had

this, Irvin's