My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"You can choose not to believe me, but whatever it is, the quality of your daughter's life is in your hands."

He pursed his lips and held his head with both hands, entangling his fingers into his hair and pulling on it. It seemed that he was thinking, or struggling to make a decision.

After a long time, he looked up at me and said, "Okay, but I'll need your word!"

I nodded. "Fine with me!"

He hummed and was silent for a long time before saying, "Ucrebury, Century Garden Residence. Look for my wife and tell her what happened to me. Ask that she brings the things I gave her and to come see me here."

I nodded. "Any other messages you want me to pass on to her?"

He shook his head and said no more.

After I left the prison, I looked up at the dark sky of Jarold City. It had been about a month since the sun in Ucrebury emerged from the horizon.

The sky was always full of smog, and from time to time, rain would drizzle or snow would fall. The weather was quite frustratingly unpredictable. However, spring would come soon after the new year.

I raised my hand and glanced at the time. I was right on time. I went straight to the restaurant that Charles had mentioned.

only Aaron was there. He stopped his car and saw that I had also arrived. He

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care of some things, we went straight into the

designs. When we walked in, a large filigreed screen welcomed us

Aaron said with a smile, "This restaurant is

certainly true. I found a seat and sat down. I guess I looked rather disinterested because Aaron suddenly asked, "What happened

Garden Residence in Ucrebury. Tell her to bring the

in confusion and

that it was too kind of me to let Valerie suffer

frowned and narrowed his eyes. "Did Valerie go look for

didn't say anything, but my silence gave him

"Arianna, have you ever thought

expect that he would suddenly mention this. After thinking about it, I shook my head. "No, it's been years. They've wanted to discard me right from the start, which means that I'm not very important to them. They

his lips, he looked at me tentatively. "If you were to meet your biological parents one day, would you acknowledge them as

for their child was to atone for their sins and