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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 944

To be honest, I was still a little confused, but If she had taken the initiative to express her goodwill to me, I had no reason to doubt her.

I nodded, and put the phone away.

I felt a warm gaze on me, so I looked up subconsciously. I met the man's dark and bright eyes.

Hendrix!

Was this a coincidence?

Probably not. We were all in the same vicinity, it was more than likely we'd meet eventually.

Apparently, Hendrix was here for business. He was followed by several middle-aged men, who were talking to him.

As he suddenly stopped, they all turned to look at him.

Being stared at by such a formidable group of men would inevitably bring discomfort.

I pursed my lips, and averted my gaze from Hendrix's. I simply looked away and pretended that I didn't know him.

Dahlia, who was beside me, became excited. Pulling my hand, she said, "Do you guys really know each other?" "No!" I yelled. It was getting late, I thought, we should go home already.

"Since you two know each other, go and say hello. It doesn't matter whether you two are that familiar with each other or not!" Dahlia pulled at me, almost tugging me along.

I was not used to it. I wanted to push her away, but she was stronger than I was. I noticed that she was about to pull me up.

I couldn't help feeling anxious and gathered enough strength to push her away. She couldn't keep her balance, falling to the ground. The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

She looked at me with some confusion, and some anger. "Arianna, what are you doing?"

I was stunned, immediately apologetic. "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

Without explanation, Hendrix and his group had already begun to walk in my direction.

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