My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Are you not going to explain it?" A deep voice came from behind. I was stunned for a second until I realized it was Josiah who had followed me behind.

I was overwhelmed with a sense of dread but I tried to remain calm, "What to explain?"

He raised his eyebrows, "What if he wrongly accused you for pushing Andrea?"

I looked down to the floor as a sense of bitterness engulfed me, "It doesn't matter who did it, what matters most is that Andrea was hurt. Well, there must be someone to bear the responsibility." "Fine!" Josiah went straight out of the villa with his medical kit in his hand.

Perhaps he went to check on Andrea's condition at the hospital.

It just took an hour to drive from the villa to Robert's mansion, but I felt as if it took forever as I was in complete drowsiness.

The thought of Andrea's baby and the stare from Hendrix before he left had made me out of breath. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

felt sick inside. I tried to force everything

you must be so delicate now that only a ride could turn you into

Johannes Roberts and his wife lost their lives in an accident a

wife, and she was also my aunt. Well, grudges seemed to take place a lot in the rich family, and I had been used to it

the uncomfortable feeling of my stomach

disliked me. Despite my poor background, Dalton had treated me so well. Perhaps, this was the reason behind her grudge. It could also because the old man was so fond of Hendrix

no one else in the car, she gave me a long face, "Humph, how come the Hendrix, the young master did not even attend his grandfather's funeral?" The funeral was crowded with people so I had to put on my Pan Am smile. I tried to find an excuse as it might be inappropriate for Hendrix's absence, "Hendrix has something urgent and he might be

me, Kennedy didn't make fun of me in

Dalton's memorial right in the middle of the hall. A high-end cinerary casket was hidden behind the memorial tablet, with ashes after the cremation. White flowers could be seen on every edge of the

was a renowned figure, many people came to pay him their respects, and most of them were from the upper class. While Trent and Kennedy were in charge of greeting the people inside and outside of the mansion, I was in charge

Minnie Parker greeted me as she was holding a

charge of taking care of Dalton. Although the Roberts was wealthy and influential, there were not many members of the family. In addition, Dalton preferred to

and reminded me in great compassion, "This