My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I tried to call again, but it didn't get through.

I couldn't pretend to be calm anymore. Hence, I directly called Jordan.

He picked up quickly. "Don't tell me that you have fallen in love with me already, and you don't want me to leave."

His words were indeed too old-school.

"What did you do to Hendrix?" I wasn't in the mood to joke with him.

"Isn't it inappropriate to talk about another man when you are with someone, who you are about to start a relationship with?"

"Stop talking nonsense. You've long known that I still have feelings for him. You were the one who chose me. Hence, it's your responsibility to make me forget him. If you want me to have feelings for you, just spill it, quick."

"I can tell you, but you'll have to change your temper. I don't like the way you are talking to me now." The phone was a little noisy, and it interrupted Jordan's voice. I couldn't analyze his true feelings. However, there was nothing more important than

fault. I shouldn't be rushing into things, and I apologize for that. Maybe I didn't make myself clear enough. What I mean is, I hope that Hendrix is still safe while I'm teaching you how to love someone. That way, I could put in all my attention and effort to let you get the experience you want."

did you give

course, it's something that was enough for him to exchange your

"Beep..."

only a busy tone on the other end

very well that

am afraid that it wouldn't be easy to gain his trust even if I pretended to fall in love with

what had just happened. He made fun of it in a carefree manner and said, "It sounds like a good plan. Accepting

wasn't in the mood to joke. Thus, I just turned off my phone, went

even volunteered to make breakfast early in the morning. When I went downstairs, I saw him wearing an apron and preparing some sandwiches on

were all driven out, and they waited outside the kitchen. They didn't dare to goin and disturb, nor could they just

Madeline hurriedly came forward

the back and help

I walked in, put on