My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1983

There were so many things to figure out with everything that had happened in those six years.

For example, why was Irvin the first person I saw when I woke up? Why had he been missing for such a long time? And why did he become my fiance?

Why did the Reid and Moore families leave, while the Roberts took power?

And the written obituary, which could only be published by the family, how could that be made if Hendrix wasn't present...?

As I looked at him, I gripped the hem of my dress.

I was trying hard to stay calm.

Hendrix was the man I had once loved. In these six years, I wonder if Hendrix still loved me the way he did before, despite the tender "nurturing" of the Marshall family.

Hendrix was probably aware that he was being looked at, so he immediately turned his face away. He then said coldly, "That has nothing to do with you."

He placed one hand on the steering wheel and took another drag of his cigarette. He then said even indifferently, "Remember, you're just a stand-

in for Arianna."

a lot of secrets with him. His smooth jawline seemed to have the beginnings of

no intention of saying anything

wake up someone who was pretending to be asleep. Besides, no one could force Hendrix to speak

over an hour, Hendrix finished his cigarette. He then started

the cake he had missed at the

"Just call someone to deliver it over to the house, what's the

brief pause, I

my eyes at him, "Because a gift means a lot more when you've gone to

your

I expect

I

genius, Hendrix, too understand the importance

worry, I won't be a bother to you. I'll go in by myself, you

door open and got out of the car.

I looked up, all I could see was Hendrix's

you said this

and

His overconfidence