My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1954

What did I think?

I think it would be way more appropriate to have our own respective bedrooms obviously!

Before I could speak, Hendrix moved towards me. He stared at me with his dark eyes and said as he walked, "Didn't anyone ever tell you that you have to read the terms clearly before signing a contract?"

I stepped back and tried to compose myself. "Your business is thriving. You wouldn't exploit a simple person like me, would you?"

Hendrix stopped in his tracks with a look of disbelief on his face. Just as I was about to breath out a sigh of relief, he suddenly leaned forward and pushed me onto the sofa, holding me down with his arms. "You think you know me?"

Being this close to him, I felt my heart beating wildly.

But the thought of being taken advantage of didn't sit well with me. I forced myself to stay calm. "It's not too late right now. I'll terminate our contract!"

It was important to regain my memories, but I wouldn't use myself as a bargaining chip.

I didn't have a good impression of Hendrix from the beginning. Now, I've completely lost any trust in him.

At this moment, Hendrix's face suddenly fell. His deep eyes filled with sorrow as he exhaled deeply. His voice was soft but clear, "Arianna."

In that instant as I looked into his eyes, I couldn't tell if he was calling for me or his late wife.

my senses, Hendrix's warm body was

once again. I wanted to push him away, but I stopped when

Ten minutes, just ten minutes.

truth was out. He missed

treated as a substitute for another woman by an annoying man was humiliating. I opened my mouth but couldn't say anything to refuse him. I wasn't as brave as I was earlier to

hand multiple times, but I just

door opened suddenly. Wynn ran in holding his microcomputer and saw us hugging.

"Are you two kissing?"

on me, and Wynn wasn't very tall. From

regained my senses, broke free from Hendrix's embrace, and moved away to the

Hendrix looked unbothered. He

stood up straight

Wynn with an impatient look on his face He spoke with an unfriendly tone,

his

anger, he promised loudly, "I won't do

are you here

with Madam Reid!" Wynn shouted as though it

"A boy

was a tactful