My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I moved my stiff feet and walked towards the villa. I didn't go to Hendrix, and my face was frozen to the point of becoming stiff like wood.

"Sir, Madam is..." Heather was not aware of what had happened and started to say worriedly.

Hendrix's voice was low and calm as he replied indifferently, "It's fine. You may leave!"

Hendrix followed me into the hall and stretched out his hand to grab me. When he touched my ice-cold hand, his expression turned frighteningly frigid. "Arianna, why are you torturing yourself over him?" I threw his hand off, and started to feel a strange, disgusted emotion rising in my heart. "Let me go!"

Hendrix's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his handsome face looked tense.

suddenly picked me up, went

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lost in my thoughts with my eyes unmoving. Then, he

Don't torture yourself over this, okay?"

coursing through my veins. What did he mean by "everyone has their own fate"? I reached out and pushed him away with my hand. I yelled coldly, "Get

did all of that. Without him, do you think I'd still be alive? Hendrix, to put it bluntly, I would be dead

other. Nerissa killed the happy Granger family with her own hands. You killed your own child and hurt your wife. You wear the cloak of a good person, yet did

the heating in the bathroom was no match for the chill that had seeped into

"You always think the Roberts family is worthless. Why? Has the Granger family made you feel sorry for them? Irvin's dead,

looked at him, but I didn't have the strength to quarrel with him anymore. I suppressed the