My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

She smiled faintly. "There's a leisure area outside of the hotel. Let's go!"

Following her to the back of the hotel, we came to an open-air rest area. She found us a seat, sat down gracefully, and motioned me to sit down to talk.

I sat down across from her and asked for a cup of warm water from the waiter while she asked for a cup of coffee, no sugar.

I quietly glanced at her.

She did not seem to be in a hurry to wrap our little chat up. After the coffee was served, she slowly took a sip and said, "Are you not a fan of coffee?"

"It's bitter. I'm

a frown formed on her face. "It's also a blessing that you don't like bitterness." When her eyes fell on me, she smiled again. "To be honest, you and I are so similar when I was young. If I

a little cold. "To be your daughter, I would need to have blessings spanning across a few lifetimes. I

would have to work hard and suffer. At 23, I graduated from university and met Pedro. Being noticed among so many people by this respected man was probably my luckiest momen in my life. He was noble, elegant, and was such a gentleman - the ideal lover of all women.

her talk without any intention of interrupting. She asked the waiter for a refill and continued, "At 24, he and I had been looking forward to our future. I even imagined our life together after marriage. It was beautiful and worth looking forward to, but reality was cruel. Only a few children

gracefulness within is rare because the only way to have it

couldn't help but frown as I quietly listened

leaned back a little as she continued, "Because of the gap in family background, I was looked down on by the Moore family. As arrogant as I was, I left Pedro out of anger and wanted to be independent.