My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1963

Cyril was on cloud nine. "Wynn, I have lots of other yummy food. There's hamburgers, fried chicken, cake..." He listed almost every unhealthy but delicious snack that existed. Wynn however, turned a deaf ear to him.

He looked at the candy in his hand with a contented smile. It was obvious that he wasn't interested in anything else. Cyril furrowed his brows, feeling emotionally exhausted.

I quickly said, "Let's not keep Freya waiting. Wynn is a very picky eater. He doesn't fancy quite a number of food items."

Cyril nodded, he understood. He then led us to the private room.

Once Freya saw us, she ran towards us excitedly. "You're finally here, darling boy. Let me hug you!"

Wynn took a step back. After glancing at me, he walked over to Freya, allowing her to hug him.

Freya grinned from ear to ear. "The Marshall family has always kept me at a distance for all these years. His father too. Now I finally get to hug

him.

spoke, she carefully looked at Wynn, love pouring out of her eyes. She looked more

who had been watching them, could feel jealousy rising inside him. He turned towards the other side

know

was very attractive,

a while, and then said to Cyril sarcastically,

ignored Freya's comment and said, "Work never ends. I don't get to see Wynn very often. Of course, I

do about it?" It was as if he was trying

had been closed ever

straight to

recently fallen

had been very angry that day at the hospital, he hadn't done anything to Jennifer.

the Roberts Group. With such a big change

has already recovered his memory. The Marshall family has done so many

was stunned. "What do

and leave. How am I supposed to run my business if your maniacal fans keep blocking the doors?" Cyril wanted to stay, but he couldn't refuse. He had no

a seat beside me and asked, "Have you made any progress with Hendrix in these past