My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 267

Hearing that, Hendrix's face darkened immediately. He scorned, "You don't have time to quarrel with

me?" His voice was menacingly cold. "What do you have time for? Cherish and reminisce about the

garbage that Aaron gave you?"

As he was in a fit of rage, he didn't hold back on the strength he used on pinning me down. I was in so

much pain that I almost couldn't breathe. "Ow! Hendrix! It hurts!"

He didn't let go of me, but he did loosen his grip. "Oh, so you can still feel pain."

At this point, Hendrix was simply being ridiculous. Disgruntled, I pushed him away. "Hendrix, you might

think these things are trash, but they are very precious for me!"

I didn't want to talk much with him, so I turned around and went back to the front door for the ring.

As expected, Aaron put the ring in the muffin. I picked it up and went to the basin to clean up all three

pieces of accessory at once.

I was almost calmed down after the cleaning. I came out from the kitchen and saw Hendrix. He was

sitting in the living room, looking at me coldly. I knew that he was angry, so I said gingerly, "These

things-"

Before I could finish my words, Hendrix brought his phone to his ears and spoke to the person on the

other end in a cold tone, "Evan, empty all the accessories shops in Jarold City. Also, bring all the latest

products for this season to the South Hill Villa."

I didn't know what Evan replied.

But Hendrix's voice was even colder than before, "Just do as I say."

Then, he hung up the phone after giving some more instructions for the other businesses.

I listened to the entire conversation, and I really had no idea what to feel about his recent immature NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

behaviors. At last, I sat down opposite of him, and I gave him a thumbs-up. I just had to give it to him,

"Mr. Roberts, nice move!"

Truth be told, he didn't need to empty the stores. He should just begin to venture into the jewelry

industry.

He raised his eyebrows at me. "Throw away the trash that Aaron gave you. If you need anything, tell

me, and I'll give it to you!"

I curled my lips, somewhat amazed at Hendrix's generosity, and I made sure to convey the message to

him, "You're really amazing, do you know that?"

He didn't reply to me, but I didn't need him to anyway. I lowered my eyes at the things in my hand.

Indeed, they weren't valuable in terms of money, but I held them very dearly.

I didn't want to pick a fight with Hendrix, so I took a deep breath and began to speak, "When I was in

junior high school, many girls in my school wore necklaces or bracelets at that time. But I had nothing

because I only had fifty dollars for food every month."

Speaking of this, I sighed, "I'd like to wear those too, but I couldn't ask for money from Grandma

exactly. So, I went to work for an uncle at the cafeteria, and I managed to earn a couple hundred

dollars by myself. With that money, I bought this necklace for myself, the belt for Aaron, and this ring for

Grandma."

Hendrix didn't seem as cross as he did before. I put the three objects on the coffee table, and I

continued, "You might not think they're presentable, but they are my memories. They are the tokens of

my past, and they remind me of my determination."

As I said that, he looked at me. There was something in his eyes that I couldn't read. "You can tell me

whatever you want in the future. Whatever you want, I'll give it to you."

I was quite sorrowful at first, but Hendrix's words almost made me laugh out loud. He really had been

acting out of sorts recently.

Another conflict averted, Hendrix and I talked for a bit more before Evan came knocking at the door. It

wasn't even an hour since Hendrix had called him.

Evan entered the villa, bringing a team of people with him, and all of them were carrying intricate

suitcases.

Evan had been working for Hendrix for too long. He wore the same expressionless cold look on his

face, and he went up to Hendrix, "Mr. Roberts, here are the latest products for this season."

Hendrix nodded as an acknowledgment, and he looked at me with quirked brows, "Go see if there's

anything you like. You can keep what you pick."