My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 877

I couldn't help but take a few more looks at him. Being here with him felt strange but was somewhat normal at the same time.

Noticing me sneaking looks at him, he lifted his eyebrows and asked, "Would you like a glass?"

I instinctively shook my head, feeling a little awkward, "No. thank you."

Normally, in places where the neon lights swayed, lights and shadows danced, and where people came to be free and relaxed, one would be drinking a glass of cocktail or at least something alcoholic. Instead, he was carrying a glass of Coke.

Even so, no one felt that it was abnormal since there were both adults and children around. Even amidst the swaying shadows and the upbeat party music playing, everything was still very much clean. The music sounded in the hall. A singer was belting her heart out on stage to a ballad, her voice melodic with sorrow.

I listened to the sad music with melancholic tones, feeling fascinated by the singer's voice.

I saw the man standing up and leaving all of a sudden. Soon after, he came right back.

I looked up at him in surprise when I saw that he had put a glass of juice beside me.

He smiled lightly, and his facial features were particularly well-defined, "You're welcome!"

I remembered who he was the man I had met in front of Grandma's tombstone. I sat there shell-shocked for a while.

I shifted my attention to him and asked, "Have we met before?"

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you know me?"

I shook my head, "I don't think so!"

He smiled lightly, "So, you don't know me."

My mind felt like it couldn't think straight for a while. After a moment's hesitation, I looked at him and said, "No, I mean, have we met before?"

It had nothing to do with knowing each other or not.

He smiled, "Since you don't know me, naturally, you've never seen me before."

I paused for a moment, "I don't know you, but that doesn't mean I've never seen you before."

The coldness in this man gave me an innate feeling, but I was stubborn.

He spoke, "Since we've met, let's get to know each other!"

"Arianna Reid!" I said as I extended a hand towards him to introduce myself.

With a faint smile, he held my hand and spoke, "Sebastian Milton!"

Sebastian Milton?

I didn't think too much about it.

Perhaps he thought that the music was too boring, so he asked, "There are swimming pools and hot springs on the first floor. Shall we go together?"

I was stunned. Then I looked at the clothes that I was wearing, clothes that were provided by the hotel, and said with a smile, "I don't think I can."

He smiled as if he knew what I was thinking, and said, "There are swimsuits on the first floor. Don't worry."

He continued, "Since you've come out to have a good time, you'd better enjoy yourself."

I couldn't help but chuckle. I had some doubts about him, but still, I nodded and said, "Let's go!"

Getting up and walking out of the third floor, I bumped into two colleagues and quickly greeted them.

I was not familiar with the hotel, but he seemed to know his way around. After getting out of the elevator, he went straight to the hot spring.

It was an indoor hot spring. Looking at the swimsuit at the entrance, I couldn't help looking up at him.

He smiled. "Wait for me here!" After that, he walked towards the men's locker room.

About five minutes later, he came back out with a black bag in his hand. He looked at me and said, "Try it on?"

I took the bag in his hands and looked at the contents inside. There were swimsuits in it, and I couldn't help but be stunned. "You..."

He flashed me a dashing smile. "Try them on first and see if any of them are to your liking or not!"

I went into the locker room without saying anything else and changed into a swimsuit.

There were three pieces from the set of swimwear. I thought that they would look too revealing if one did not have an undershirt on. But when I put it on, it didn't look too bad.