My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After waiting in the car for quite some time, Hendrix arrived and got into his seat with a blank face.

He straightened his body and looked forward steadily, placing his hands on his knees as though he had drawn an invisible line between us.

Only women would sulk silently. But when it came to Hendrix, it unexpectedly suited him. He even looked slightly embarrassed.

As I looked at his sharp jawline, I pursed my lips and held back my laughter. Leaning over to take a closer look at his face, the car came to a sudden stop, and I, who had forgotten to buckle my seat belt, was thrown out of my seat from the inertia.

Just then, a pair of huge hands placed themselves on my waist. With a gentle push, I was brought back onto my leather seat.

When I looked up, I saw Hendrix's furrowed eyebrows. His deep black eyes looked concerned.

I seemed to have read his mind, which implied, "This is the wife I've chosen for myself. Even if I get mad at her, I can only brace myself and continue to spoil her."

"Pfft..." I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Hendrix's face darkened. He couldn't stand seeing me like this, but he couldn't do anything about it either. Others only suffered defeat from Hendrix, so he had never been treated this way before. He had probably been rendered speechless.

was used to turn away to

example. I then leaned on his shoulder with nothing to fear, behaving presumptuously throughout

were both university professors. They were well educated and had been waiting for us for a very long time. When they saw us arriving home,

good judge of the kind of people they were. From within

their living conditions. Hendrix had, however, already investigated their backgrounds, so

reminded the wife, Amy Hiller, "Neal is a relatively introverted child. After you've brought him home, I hope the both of you will spend plenty of time and patience

was a kind-hearted woman, and she had a comfortable smile on her face.

and reassured me, "Don't

Mrs. Roberts. We can't have children ourselves but we will definitely treat Neal as our own. We believe that, as long as we try our best,

both held each other's hands tightly together.

satisfaction. Neal was going to have

was a sudden commotion

has fallen into the water!

"Butler, quick! She's drowning!"

though lightning had struck me. The panic