My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After searching around the house, I couldn't find Hendrix anyway. It looked like he had gone out after I came home.

I then sent a message to Evan, asking about Hendrix's whereabouts.

I then received a text back that said, "Mrs. Roberts, I am accompanying Miss Anne in Mesville at the moment."

I was stunned then lowered my head to type on the screen. "Didn't Anne leave by herself? Haven't you been with Hendrix these past few days?"

"I've followed her without her knowledge, so she doesn't know I'm here. Mr. Roberts asked me to take good care of her. He didn't say anything else."

This means that Hendrix had been on his own this whole time. No one knew where he went or what he'd done.

He had always been a troublesome man. Compared to his younger days, he was causing me way more trouble right now.

Evan and the others were abroad right now. It wouldn't be wise for them to worry about things back home, so I made up something to reassure him. I wrote back to him, "No wonder Hendrix has been complaining about back pains everyday after work. I understand. Thank you for the update. Take good care of Anne for me and be safe."

I then received a simple 'okay' response from Evan.

Him too? Was it so hard to use a few more words?

anyone how much I hated

my phone, I felt flustered, so I sat down on the

was running an interview

a sensitive topic. "I wonder, what requirements do you have for your other

my future wife?" Cyril looked calm and comfortable, which made him look

terms of feelings, would you prefer to

thought about this for a while, then looked at the camera

sight. Once I've chosen someone, I won't

we've only met a couple of times, I pitied him. I hoped

only Freya had seen this

"What are you watching?"

noticed Hendrix

bathroom on the first floor. He asked the servant to bring him a change of clothes. "Brock, get me a

then heard water running

the variety

wiped his hair and sat down beside me. When he noticed that it was a variety show featuring Cyril, he joked If I were him on that seat and attracting that much attention, you'd probably be so worried about me that you wouldn't be able to sleep every single