My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

It seemed that Irvin was used to my behavior and didn't ask about it. He just calmly poured out a glass of water and handed it to me.

I took a small sip and explained guiltily, "I... I'm actually fine. I just happened to be passing by, so I thought I'd come in and visit."

Irvin changed the topic and asked, "Why are you out today all of a sudden?"

"I went to see a friend," I carefully kept it vague.

Irvin was able to guess who it was since I didn't have many acquaintances. He asked, "Was it Miss Moore?"

"Yes." I had no reasons to hide anything now.

Silence followed my response. My fingers trailed the edge of the glass that was in my hand. I was hesitant about if I should pour out all the doubts I had in my heart to him. Irvin had been paying very close attention to me and I was sure that he had seen through me in an instant.

A moment later, Irvin went to sit at his desk. Then, he asked casually, "Did you do anything else other than talk? Or did you run into the paparazzi

again?"

I had previously told him about the incident where Freya and I were cornered by the paparazzi in the mall.

I wasn't thinking about that at first but since Irvin brought it up, I couldn't help but ask, "Irvin, you... have you dealt with Mr. Roberts before?"

froze and he said,

me in

not look

I felt a little embarrassed. It was much too cold-hearted of me to ask a man who had been protecting me for the past six years about someone who I had just met. Irvin saw me hesitate. Then, he

my lips, "Freya hoped that I could

didn't even ask about the details of our conversation. Instead,

reason to lie." Deep down in my heart, I

gently, "As long as you believe that she isn't

Irvin said only

Irvin felt more like a close confidante of mine rather than a lover that he had once been. He wasn't

conversations with others.

our daily lives were completely isolated from each other. There was no intimacy nor

for quite some time and I couldn't help but ask

heard this, his expression changed. He became more casual and said, "What

my head, "I don't

late. Do you want me to go home

he had deliberately changed the subject to

like he was hiding