My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Humans were ridiculous. It was wrong to love, it was wrong not to love.

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"All it took was that simple phrase to end everything between us?" He said in a very soft, emotionless voice.

I stopped in my tracks even though I did not look back.

"Arianna, if you really hate me, are you willing to let me go just like that? The best revenge in the world is to make one suffer a living death. Are you trying to get your revenge or are you letting things go by divorcing me?"

I didn't know what made Hendrix, such a noble man, say such words. I looked back at him.

With a slight frown, I said, "Hendrix, you know I won't fall for these words!"

He looked up, and his eyes were fierce. "The resentment in your heart can only be eased by going back with me."

"Aren't you afraid that I will stab you to death in the middle of the night?" In the past, I would not, things were different now. If I hated someone enough, even killing wouldn't do much in dissippating the hate. He pressed his lips together, and his eyes flickered. "I'll wait and see!"

I looked up and saw that the lights in the room had already been turned on. Irvin's tall figure was standing by the French window.

expression clearly. I could imagine

doing. He frowned, but didn't

"Hendrix,

"What is it?"

dissociate yourself from Andrea. And you are not allowed to question me no matter what I do in the future!" He

a pause, he continued, "I'll

At the front door.

with his arms crossed. He looked at me and said, "Have you

to change my shoes. "Since I've already said that I'll walk out of this pain myself, there's no point for me to hide behind you all the

you worried that someone will talk about us and cause

I'm still Hendrix's wife. Your mother's concern was not misplaced," I said with a

was good in every way, but he couldn't be so selfish. Hendrix alone was already making me suffer enough. If Irvin were to intervene,

face, I looked up at him and said, "Thank you for the past few months, but I can't continue pretending to be naive anymore. Irvin,

not a fool; I knew what Irvin's kindness meant. Sometimes I wanted to play dumb and continue to stay there, but humans were complicated, and I couldn't

have the right to be

a very low