My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 113

Humbly, I nodded and greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Moore!"

He suddenly laughed and directed his attention to Valerie, who was beside him, "She does look a lot like you when you were younger. No, not only the appearance. She acts as you did too."

Valerie agreed. She gently smiled and replied, "I thought about the same thing when I first met her. If I hadn't seen the DNA test results, I'd have thought that she's the one."

"Arianna," Pedro turned to me and asked, "Can I call you that?"

I nodded. Some of my memories resurfaced, but since it might have been a memory from a long time ago, so everything was in a blur. I didn't manage to relive the memory precisely, but Pedro's voice was familiar.

"Your parents..."

"Mom, Dad!" Andrea interrupted. She came up gracefully on high heels with a glass of champagne in her hand, talking to her parents, "Mr. Clark said that he had something to talk with you two. He's waiting for you on the second floor."

Pedro and Valerie quickly made their excuse, "Miss Reid, excuse us, we have matters to attend to. Please let Andrea know if there's anything you need."

Then, they went to the second floor.

They had left Andrea and me behind to stare at each other.

"Miss Reid, can we talk?" she asked with arrogance.

There were many people in the villa; some of them were strangers, and some of them friends. I was not in a good mood, and I didn't feel like talking to her.

I let out a deep sigh, "Miss Burton, can you leave me alone? We have nothing to talk about."

"This is my mother's place, Miss Reid. Where do you want me to go?" she questioned sarcastically.

I broke into a laugh, "You're right. I've forgotten that you're no longer a Burton but a Moore now."

I paused briefly, "Since I'm in your family's territory, then I'd stay away from you. It's a plausible solution, right?"

"Arianna, what can I do for you to leave Hendrix?" Andrea blocked my way. "Hendrix is too good for you. He deserves those at the top of the pyramid to stand by his side. And Arianna, you know very well that you're not worthy of him!"

"Are you, then?" I was in awe of her groundless confidence. "I've been with him for two years, but now, you only decided that I'm not worthy of him? Does your rich mother accepting you into her family make you think that you're at the top of the pyramid and are worthy of him?"

"Arianna, we all know he doesn't love you. Why won't you let him go?" Andrea returned.

I raised my eyebrows, "I won't!" I grinned widely, "No matter where he goes, or who he loves, as long as I'm his wife, he'll come back to me. I am the mother of his legitimate child." "Arianna!" Andrea's face turned ugly, but she insisted, "No one wants a marriage without love. I can give you anything you want but on one condition. Please leave Hendrix, okay?"

She begged in distress. I used to believe that she harassed me because she loved Hendrix very much. But I came to realize that she didn't love Hendrix anymore. He was her regret of the past.

As time went by, her regrets turned into an obsession. By that time, it already had nothing to do with love anymore.

Her naiveness surprised me, "Andrea, I'm curious to see if you really love Hendrix, or do you want him just because he isn't yours. Is that all there is to your so-called love?"

Andrea was not a humble person. She didn't want to damage her reputation by arguing in the public, so she controlled her temper. She deliberately lowered her voice, "How dare you question our relationship? You are the third wheel in our relationship!"