My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1705

Irvin frowned and thought for a while before he continued, "I think it's not Hendrix who fascinated you, but it's because you are a softhearted person. You stayed with Hendrix out of sympathy because of your child."

Stubborn people all had a set of values that other people didn't know about, and these beliefs made them become self-righteous and unreasonable.

I adjusted my expression and looked at him coldly. "You have never loved anyone before, so how do you know whether there is love between us or not?"

"Why don't you take care of yourself first? Stop this, Arianna. You and Hendrix don't have a future together."

When our eyes met, Irvin tilted his head towards me and our gazes locked together.

This made me feel repulsed towards him from the bottom of my heart.

Ever since I saw Irvin appear in the castle and greet those people as if nothing was wrong, my stomach started to churn every time I laid eyes on him.

"Irvin, do you really think that you can control the lives of others? Just because you said that Hendrix and I won't be together for long, does it mean that you're right? In fact, we've been in love for 10 years now, and there will be another 20, 30 years. Even if we get separated, divorced, and never meet each other again, our hearts are together. You will never understand this."

I looked at him coldly, not making any attempt to mask my ridicule and disdain.

However, Irvin did not seem angry. Instead, he leaned back and looked relaxed. "Arianna, I have your best interests at heart."

His gentle and doting use of "Arianna" made my heart feel as if it was being pulled by something.

This handsome face, this humble and gentle voice, belonged to Irvin, who'd pulled me back from hell.

But he was no longer the Irvin I knew.

Looking at me, Irvin thought that his plan had succeeded. He raised his eyebrows and took a sip of his coffee.

Perhaps to him, even making me waver for just a moment was an accomplishment for him.

"Irvin, what on earth do you want?" I frowned and looked serious. My hands, which were resting on my knees, clenched into fists unconsciously.

My gut feeling told me that Irvin was no longer the young man who cared about me more than anything.

Irvin avoided my gaze and sliced into his fried egg nonchalantly. "Don't look at me like that. In fact, we coordinated very well, didn't we? Hendrix should be here very soon." My heart sank as a bad feeling arose in my mind.

That phone... Was it placed there to deliberately prompt me to call Hendrix and lead him here?!

"Irvin!" I was so angry that I pounded the table and stood up. Last night, he deliberately ignored me in order to give me a chance to make the phone call.

What a good plan!

I was worried that this day would come. That Irvin and Hendrix would become enemies.

Irvin ate his breakfast coldly as if nothing had happened, but the words coming out of his mouth sent chills down my spine. "On one hand, there is you and your son. But, on the other hand, there are your two daughters. What do you think he will choose?"

My mind instantly went blank, and countless thoughts ran wildly.

No matter what happened, we would lose the people dearest to us. Even if Hendrix could make all the arrangements, this was Mesville. This place was beyond Hendrix's power. It was no different from walking into a trap.