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."

be carrying a lot of secrets with him. His smooth jawline seemed to have the beginnings of stubble,

no intention of saying anything

be asleep. Besides, no one could force Hendrix

by the river for over an hour, Hendrix finished his cigarette. He

missed at the mall from last time. As we passed by the mall, I told Hendrix to stop

my seat belt, Hendrix said faintly, "Just call someone to deliver it over to the house, what's the point of going the extra mile for this kind

pause, I looked up

a gift means a lot more when you've gone to get it

not your fault

can I expect

I

genius, Hendrix, too understand the

be a bother to you. I'll go in by myself,

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

all I could

you said this

me and replied, "My son is worth

overconfidence