My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The wound wasn't very obvious. I probably would never have noticed it if he wasn't in swimming trunks and hadn't walked in front of me.

Hendrix wouldn't have shown me his injuries on purpose. There was only one possibility that I was able to discover this, he had forgotten about his injury. While I was lost in my thoughts, Evan happened to pass by with the servant who was cleaning up. I stopped and called out to him, "Evan, wait a minute." "Madam." Evan bowed respectfully.

Still looking at the scar on Hendrix's leg, I asked, "What happened with Hendrix's knee?"

Evan looked up and followed my eyes. After a moment of silence, he said, "I'm afraid I don't know the answer to that, Madam."

"You don't know?" I was surprised and amused at the same time. Evan had been with Hendrix for much longer than me. He settled everything for Hendrix, how could he not know? Did I look like I was someone who was easy to fool?

I stopped walking and said, "Evan, do you know that your ears twitch uncontrollably when you tell

a lie?"

Evan was stunned, his face looked shocked. He then pretended to be calm and said. "I really don't know, Madam. I'm telling you the truth. Mr. Roberts doesn't actually tell me everything." "Really..." I said as I smiled.

I made up the lie about his ear twitching, but he hesitated which completely gave him away. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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his past, it might not be that difficult for Hendrix

let you off this

my room. I sat on the

wrapped around his waist. If everything went exactly to plan, his

noticed that I was looking at him. He squinted his

very strong reason to suspect

we both naturally knew

he walked into

I quickly

seemed that it had been a very long time since I watched Hendrix change into his clothes, He often left early and returned

him change. It wasn't

for me to not have

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