My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1906

The two men stood across from each other. The aisle seemed a little crowded, and the atmosphere grew even more tense.

"Cyril, is this your girlfriend?" The woman who was part of Cyril's group suddenly came over and interrupted us with a smile on her face.

"No, we used to be old friends." After saying that, Cyril turned his head and warned her, "Stop! Mommy, I know what you are thinking. There's nothing between us!"

"Nothing between you two? Then why are you getting so worked up about it?" His mother teased with a faint smile as she looked at me without any reservations.

It seemed that a scene like this was nothing new to him.

"That's enough, Mom. Let's go. I'll explain it to you later."

Cyril was embarrassed by his mother, so he had to drag her back to the table before sitting her down. He hastily said, "Arianna, remember to reach out to Freya when you return!"

Freya? That was a woman's name. Did I know her?

I thought that Cyril would say something more, but it seemed that in order to dispel his mother's concerns, the man never even looked at our table again after the meal.

When we left, their family was still happily eating away.

Upon arriving at the parking lot, Irvin suddenly stopped and started fumbling about in his pocket.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I think I left the car key at the restaurant. I'll go get it. Wait for me here."

"Okay." I'd probably be bored waiting for him, so I said, "I'll go with you."

"It's alright. I'll be back in a jiffy." Irvin patted me on the arm and trotted towards the elevator.

However, it never occurred to me that Irvin could see through my mind so quickly. Feeling a little guilty, I asked, "You... have you figured it out?"

"You're like a child now. It's not difficult to notice what's going on with a little effort," Irvin replied.

Though this was clearly directed at me, Irvin said it without so much as a glance my way.

From where I was sitting, I could only see the side of his face, calm and broad.

Irvin seemed to know that I was staring, so he turned his head to meet my gaze. "If you feel moved by what I said, voice it out. We missed each other for such a long time because of our lack of communication with one another."

Hearing that, I unconsciously raised my lips and put my hand on my chest. "I feel warm here."

Irvin narrowed his eyes and smiled to himself, his long and narrow eyelashes brushing against each other.