My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He reached out and pinched my ankle. I was in so much pain that I took a deep breath of cold air and screamed, "Ouch!"

"Do you still know pain?" His tone was dissatisfied. "Was that look of yours to catch your breath?"

My lips crumpled and whispered, "I didn't know the floor would be so slippery. Who would want to fall down on their own?"

He glared at me while mocking me. "Don't you see who's the one to blame?" He paused for a second and then asked, "What were you up to?"

"I was going to take a bath!" How could this person be so ill-tempered?

He placed me in the bathtub and turned on the tap, and then said coldly, "Do you need me to bathe you?"

"No!" I replied to him.

He looked at me in a lukewarm manner and said, "You looked like you've lost your parents-in-law when others have lost their parents. I'm impressed, Arianna!"

I...

logic did

From that to this?

in a lot of trouble now. So what if

me. Now that he's in such a

In such ways? Arianna, do you think that you are the only person who is in debt to someone

find someone please!" I pursed my lips and snapped, "According to what you said, you could have gotten someone to take care of Andrea in the past. Why did you have to do it

furious that he fell silent for a moment. His face was as dark as charcoal. He said coldly, "Don't bring up the past. Hurry up and take a bath. Call me when you're done!" "No!" I was also angry and said

and falling down again?" "You..." I was so angry that my lungs

darkened. He was in

30 minutes later.

bath, I looked at my swollen ankles underwater in a daze. After a pause, I held onto the edge of

the pain. In fact,

oils. I sat at the side of the bathtub and lathered some lotion. The aroma

wrap my hair in a towel, I accidentally struck the essential oils, and the