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."

to his deep voice and despondent look. He seemed to be carrying a lot of secrets with him. His smooth

he had no intention of saying

who was pretending to be asleep. Besides, no one could

sitting by the river for over an hour, Hendrix finished his cigarette. He then started the engine and

Wynn called to tell me that he wanted to eat the cake he had missed at the mall from last time. As we passed by the mall, I told Hendrix to

said faintly, "Just call someone to deliver it over to the house,

a brief pause, I

gift means a lot more when you've

your fault for

can I expect the

I

too

a bother to you. I'll go in by

I pushed the door open and got out of the car. A burly figure followed close behind me, then walked

all I could see was

said this

even look at me and

His overconfidence rendered me