My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Looking at the exaggeration, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. I couldn't tell why Jordan was mad. I cleared my throat, putting away my smile before I deliberately echoed in all seriousness, "Indeed, if I were the boss, I would give a raise to the person who took those photos-"

Halfway through my sentence, Jordan grabbed my jaw, lifting me up.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Jordan raised his eyebrows and his eyes were cold. "You're really giving your all for Hendrix, aren't you?"

It seemed that this was what he was concerned about. He was unhappy when he saw that I had no bottom line whenever it came to Hendrix.

Grasping the hand grabbing my jaw for a chance to breathe, I rebutted, "Do you even know me? I could even give up my relationship with my brother, so why else should I care?"

like a dog wagging its tail!" "So what if I'm a dog!" I closed my eyes as I roared.

for you!" "Likewise." A pungent smell spread out from my mouth.

yourself with me." Jordan's face was cold,

I'm chasing after Hendrix, and you... you don't ever give up on me. I'm indeed cheap to be his plaything, but at least I'm honest. What about you? You don't even have the guts to be honest with yourself, hiding in a shady corner like a stinky rat, peeking at me like you used to peek at Hendrix's life!" I sneered,

tremble in front of

fell for the other first could only

threw me onto the sofa in a fit. He turned his back, no longer facing me. His back was

they would be subject to discipline. However, when there was an exception, the relationship between them

lan's analysis to be accurate. Subconsciously, Jordan put himself lower than me, or he just wanted to indulge me. Whichever it was,