My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Valerie and Pedro's faces suddenly blanched. Eyes widened, they stared at the nurse and said, "What did you say? Her blood type doesn't match ours?"

For a moment, the nurse was unsure. She looked at them and said, "Don't worry. Maybe it's the hospital's mistake. Anyhow, who here has type B blood? The blood bank is running low on it. We'll need 200 cc of blood."

Hendrix looked at the nurse and said, "Use mine!"

The nurse brought Hendrix to take his blood. Valerie looked at Pedro, her mind a scattered mess. She muttered to herself, "The DNA result states that she's my daughter. So, how could this be?"

Pedro frowned but didn't speak. He paused before saying, "Don't worry. It might have been the hospital's mistake."

Valerie nodded repeatedly, her face was already a little flushed. Over and over again, she said, "Andrea is our daughter. I couldn't have made a mistake."

Andrea was their daughter who they had been searching high and low for. If she was not Valerie's biological daughter, then where was her biological daughter?

She had committed a great deal of evil things for Andrea's sake. Thus, it would be a shame if she found out that Andrea was not her biological child in the end.

Hendrix returned soon after. He saw that I was still sitting in the chair, motionless. He walked over, took me into his arms, and said, "It's alright. The doctor said that there are no life-threatening injuries, everything will be okay." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

These words were said clearly to comfort me. I pursed my lips and gave no response.

and Austin arrived. It seemed they had

at me, and his gaze was a little dreary. But since Hendrix was there, he only glanced

surgery is going to take a while.

nodding, the two of them stood up and

been in the

may need to fix this with your life now. Any

gaze leaking icy mist. "I thought you liked her, but now it looks to be

for a moment, he wanted to refute but I

and went straight for the washroom. When I passed

they had gone to smoke when in fact, they had something to talk

a moment and heard Josiah's cold voice from the corridor.

cigarette butt between his long fingers. His gaze was indifferent as he said, "There's nothing

are you going to do if Andrea really

it!" Hendrix

to die? I can't believe you're still thinking this way even

in listening any further. To put it bluntly, I shouldn't have eavesdropped. Even though I knew what was going to happen, I still came