My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The corner of his lips twitching, Irvin frowned and said, "He's already in the morgue. I've left him to the care of the professionals in the hospital."

"No!" I cried, tightening my grip on his sleeves. I shook my head violently with tears rolling down my face. "Please don't treat him like this. He's my baby! Even if he... Even if he died, I should give him a proper burial as his mother."

Irvin's brows knitted together, his worries visibly in his dark eyes. "Alright. Then, you should take good care of yourself. I'll let you plan the funeral once you're feeling better, okay?"

I nodded, and I was still heartbroken. And I didn't know if I would ever stop feeling the ache.

Irvin took very good care of me. Since I had lost the baby in such a tragic way, and I was deep in grief, he even hired two ladies to look after me. He had successfully managed and arranged everything for me. My fingers went to trace the long and protruding scar on my now flatten belly

without being aware of it. Since the baby suffocated to death in the womb, they had to perform a cesarean section to take him out, marking the scar on me.

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in a trance, only to realize that I was in a private hospital far away from Jarold City. It

anything else. As a result, I

for a phone from one of the hired ladies to make the calls, but I realized

visit every day, spending a long time talking about tradings and finances with me. I understood some of his

did it out of good intentions. He wanted to distract

passed, and I had enough rest. I was feeling well enough to leave the room, lazing in the sun and occasionally staring at the blossoming flowers in

to wither. Autumn was a sad season. It was

magnetic voice came from behind me. I turned around to see that it

noticed that he was holding

to carry me in his arms. I quickly stopped him and said with a faint smile, "I'm much