My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I couldn't figure it out, so I assumed that it was their neighbor's child. I didn't think much of it and continued to flip through the photos.

The photo behind it was of Hendrix attending school. Master Roberts was really thoughtful, he had recorded every moment of Hendrix's growth.

When I flipped to the back, I saw a photo that looked like it was taken just a few years ago. Andrea, Josiah, and Austin were all in it, but there was another person in the photo.

It was a boy with delicate bright eyes, and he looked energetic and warm. The others in the photo were extraordinary as they each were extremely goodlooking. However, that boy seemed pale and sickly. Since I didn't know him, I didn't pay any more attention to him.

A girl stood in the middle of the four boys. I knew the girl, she was Andrea. The young Andrea looked innocent and cute.

At first glance, I could tell that she was a precious little princess. She seemed very happy in the photo.

After flipping through the photos, my emotions were jumbled up. Andrea and Hendrix had known each other for so long, but it had only been two years since I first met him.

At that time, if my grandmother hadn't fallen ill and had no choice but to take me to Master Roberts, I wouldn't have married Hendrix.

my grandmother and

would be acquainted with Master Roberts. The Roberts was a prestigious family, while my grandmother was an old lady living in the countryside. How did

a daze as

due to my pregnancy, I didn't feel hungry even though I hadn't had anything to eat for the whole day. My stomach was only

headed downstairs and rummaged through the kitchen. It was a good thing that Kelsey had sent enough ingredients. After searching for a long time, I found some cucumbers in the refrigerator. I felt lazy and didn't want to cook, so I took

a wet cucumber that I saw him sitting in the living room. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

did he

Hendrix turned to look and his eyes fell on the cucumber in my hand. He knitted his brows and asked in

by his ridiculous question, I replied matter-of-factly, "To eat." What else

you need to use it because I couldn't satisfy

What the hell?

he meant. What did he mean by I needed to use

towards me with an indescribable expression. I couldn't understand what he was thinking, so I raised the cucumber in my hand and offered, "Do you want one?" I had washed