My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was dumbfounded at his vehemence, so I could only agree for the time being. "Okay. Please watch over Wynn and the others for me."

"No problem," Aaron said earnestly, "But you'd better come back and take them home as soon as possible."

I knew he had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. He was obviously worried about my safety and was trying to get me to come home sooner. I smiled and nodded even though he could not see me. "Okay, I'll go back immediately after I'm done. I won't delay for even a second."

"Be careful."

"I will." After that, he hung up the phone.

It was gloomy outside, so I couldn't tell what time it was.

I turned on my phone and saw that it was 10:40 a.m.

After some thinking, I realized that I had slept for about a full 24 hours, a whole day and night. I wondered how Hendrix and Evan were doing.

Jordan didn't want me to die, which meant that I meant something to him, giving me an advantage.

From now on, I did not have to bend toward Jordan's every will anymore.

didn't know how to love. All he

he would have nothing to compare with Hendrix anymore. That meant that

want to die, but I wanted Jordan to think that I was not

of free time while I was left to recuperate in the hospital. Since Jordan wasn't around, I tried to pinpoint the island's location based on

islands around me. It

was probably the reason why Jordan chose this island to build his factory in the first place. If the police

the ward opened once again. Jordan came in with several containers. It seemed like he was trying to come off

a total of ten dishes and one

a

me. He took out a plate and a set of

at the spread in

things hard for him. "I have a gun

my forehead. Immediately, he turned around

two

his tracks. After

turned around. He casually picked up the cutleries, scooped a spoonful of food

gently, "Open wide."