My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Jordan was right about losing control after having a taste of something.

The fish had taken the bait, so there was no reason not to bring them ashore. I could only temporarily suppress the hatred in my heart as I lay there quietly.

Soon, I heard the sound of even breathing from beside me.

Jordan was a clever person, so he might not be a deep sleeper. A slight sound or movement could wake him up. I've already irritated him too many times that day, so it wasn't a good idea to continue provoking him. I couldn't risk undoing what I worked so hard to get.

I couldn't all asleep for most of the night. When it was almost dawn, I noticed signs of Jordan waking up, so I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.

A few minutes later, Jordan got out of bed, put on his clothes, and went downstairs.

He made breakfast, placing on the table. By the time I arrived downstairs, he was no longer there.

I didn't have much appetite. Besides, I learned a lesson from the day before. I didn't intend to eat what Jordan gave me.

I turned back and went upstairs, planning to figure out what was in the other two rooms, yet I underestimated Jordan's cautiousness. The two doors were locked, and I couldn't open them.

around the house but couldn't find any tools to undo the locks. I was a little

bag were left behind at Andrea's house, and there was no available ways of communication

affected my vision last night, so I didn't find any other residents. However, the truth was that I could see everything clearly from the top of the mountain. After I got out

I went back to recuperate. After staying up for almost a day, I

woke up again, it was already dark. The bedroom lights were off, but the lights in the living room were

bed was a set of folded clothes. Jordan probably prepared those

out of bed, walking slowly to the living room. On the sofa, Jordan

away my slippers before I stepped on the

the sofa, I

and I could vaguely see the messages in the dialog

"the location of the transaction" mixed in

of information about the transaction was in the chat records. Everything was on his computer, to be

myself, getting ready to get closer to see more clearly. Suddenly, the phone on the table

presence, Jordan picked up the phone and put it on his ear, replying okay from time

breathed a sigh of relief, but Jordan hung up the