My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hendrix was not a god. I can't be selfish and have him constantly look at the woman he loved getting upset over another man.

I was used to being callous and free around him. I would just look like a novice if I were to hide my feelings. If I were to force a smile, then it would seem like there was something ambiguous going on between Irvin and me. Hence, I'd better be frank and face the reality of my emotions.

As we were about to leave, Hendrix intentionally changed into the leisurewear that I picked out for him. He looked more casual and laid back. The standoffish look in him was much reduced and he actually looked a lot more approachable.

I smiled and said humorously, "You are about to meet your romance rival, and yet you dressed up to look so friendly?"

"Have I?" Hendrix didn't even bat an eye as he walked forward to hold my shoulders before we headed out. As we walked, he said, "Don't you realize that I'm wearing this to match with your outfit?"

I looked down at my own clothes and realized that it was true. However, I could no longer smile the

next second.

I could understand that upon facing rivals, this was intended to cause envy, but provocation would only worsen Irvin's current situation. It really wasn't appropriate for us to wear something like this.

As I was lost in thought, I felt a pinch of pressure from the hand on my shoulders. Hendrix said hastily, "I am not petty. Even in a situation like this, where the other is at disadvantage, I would rather win fair and square."

wouldn't want to see me. I could even imagine that upon hearing my name, he might even feel agitated. Hence, you will have to

pursed my lips and didn't know what to

either, thus I would need to find some type of balance. Wearing matching outfits shows that you and I are

someone else. However, I was very sure that Hendrix wouldn't be so rational when he was jealous.

love? It

willing to for the sake of their partner. What better way to show that one would always put thei partner's happiness before theirs

that love is a constant endurance. Hendrix apparently

touchy-feely moment, I was

corridors of

be depending on each other for dear life. There was no soul

sat there, they were

empty shells existing

more haggard than they did the

not at all an exaggeration to say that an ill member could

surprise flashed across Shirley's eyes and a smile appeared on her pale face. Standing up with her child,

the room that