My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 800

Grandma said that seventeen, eighteen-year-old girls would be shy in love. They lowered their heads and blushed all the time. When they reached the age of twenty-five, twenty-six, they would love fearlessly. By the time they were over thirty, their love would be calmer as if there's no love at all.

In my opinion, love after thirty was the same as water. The depth of one's love would change according to the people around them.

Love after thirty would be like silent raindrops. It would integrate into one's daily life and grow with one's age because one's health could not be ignored as one aged.

We looked forward to seeing our partner being able to accompany us for a lifetime in good health, hoping that they will not leave us halfway, and leave us to bear the pain for the rest of our lives.

After chatting with Hendrix for a while, I hung up the phone. I had nothing to do in the Roberts Group. So, I could head over at my own pace.

I dawdled for a bit before taking a long nap. When I woke up, the sky was rather dark.

I looked at the time and found that it was already eight o'clock. I sat up and checked my phone. Hendrix had called me a few times at five in the afternoon.

I got up and rushed out but caught a glimpse of a sheet of paper on the table. I was stunned.

When I opened it, it turned out that Hendrix had already come back. Because Austin was looking for him, he went out again.

So he left me a message, telling me to wake up and eat well. Looking at the blanket on the sofa, I could not help but touch my forehead in embarrassment.

I have been sleeping for long periods of time recently. I sat back on the sofa and called Hendrix again.

"Have you had dinner?" As soon as the phone was connected, I heard a man's low and sultry voice.

I was shocked. I looked at the food that hadn't been touched on the dining table in the kitchen and said honestly, "I'm not very hungry! Where are you?" "Emperor Club. Do you want to come over?" As he spoke, my phone vibrated. He had sent me the location.

After thinking for a while, I said, "Wait for me."

Since Anne was not home, I could go out anytime.

I changed my clothes and drove out. The distance between the villa and Emperor Club was not far. It was only half an hour's drive.

But because there were a lot of cars on the road, I was stuck in traffic for a long time. By the time I arrived at the Emperor Club, an hour had passed.

The manager of the Emperor Club knew me as I had been here with Freya several times before. He automatically took me to the private room where Hendrix was in.

As soon as I entered, I was stunned. There were only two men, Hendrix and a drunken Austin.

I have not seen Austin in a long time. His face was a little worn and full of stubbles, which was obviously due to his decadence.

Fortunately, Hendrix did not seem to have drank. He sat still on the sofa, listening to Austin's complaint leisurely.

Hendrix raised his hand and waved to me when he saw me. His voice was low, but his words could be heard clearly amidst the noise. He said, "Come here!"

I walked over to him. I took a look at Austin, who was drunk and rather haggard. The usual sharp-tongued man was lying on the sofa, and his clothes were in a mess. Despite his drunkenness, he murmured, "Hendrix, it has been ten years.

Have I not done a lot for her? Why can't she turn around and notice me?"

Obviously, he had some trouble with love.

Hendrix ordered a glass of juice for me. He looked at me and asked, "Do you want to sing some songs?"

I shook my head, approached him, and whispered, "Is Mr. Shelly lovelorn?"

He looked at the screen with a faint expression as he said, "Unrequited love!"

I...

We were all passionate people!