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.

it, I had only married him because of my grandmother and Master Roberts. It was no wonder that he didn't have any

I had never considered why my grandmother would be acquainted with Master Roberts. The Roberts was a prestigious family, while my grandmother was an old lady living

into a daze as I pondered about

stayed in Hendrix's study until late. Perhaps 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

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 cucumber and

back. It wasn't until I came out with a wet cucumber that I saw him sitting in the living room. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet

he come

fell on the cucumber in my hand. He knitted his brows and asked in a low voice, "What are you using that

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

need to use it because I couldn't

What the hell?

What did he mean by I needed

expression. I couldn't understand what he was thinking, so I