My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

It was getting late, and I was exhausted. However, I couldn't fall asleep even after lying in bed for a long while. I got used to sleeping with Monique.

Being alone in the huge bed increased the void in me. The windows were whistling from the wind.

The wind gusted, and it began to rain cats and dogs. Rain in the summer always came without warning.

I couldn't sleep. Glancing at the clock on the wall, it was one o'clock at night. I was getting irked. Hence, I put on my night robe and stood on the balcony. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Since I was caught in the rain on the balcony last time, Hendrix got someone to renovate the balcony so that the rain couldn't come in, and I could only feel the chill wind.

However, it didn't calm me. I was so annoyed to the point that I felt suffocated. So, I simply went down the stairs and headed to the yard.

Minnie had planted a lot of flowers in the yard of the villa. The flowers were crushed by the big rain droplets, which seemed to fit the current situation.

I couldn't help but feel as though I was these flowers. In a trance, I walked into the rain to stand in the middle of the yard.

rain wasn't cold. I felt refreshed standing in the rain. Yet I couldn't help but

had to work off their negative emotions. Thus, I decided to take advantage of the rain to have

me. Holding the umbrella, she desperately tried to pull me back to the villa. However, she was old. There was

she ran back into the villa. When she came back out, she put a raincoat on me, and she soothed, "Arianna, you can't torment yourself

on my knees, and I couldn't

I was with a child after all. No matter how healthy I was, staying in the rain for an hour wasn't a

out in surprise. "Sir, you're

saw Hendrix, dressed in a black suit, walking

and went into

uncomfortable after crying for a long time, and I

returned, she didn't come forth

closed, Hendrix took off my clothes and carried me into

I remained

frozen body regained warmth, and my eyes no longer

with a gloomy face. His gaze was deep and cold. After a long while, he asked, "Torturing yourself... Is it