My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I lowered my voice and asked, "lan, where are you? I plan to go back to Ucrebury in the next two days. Do you want to tag along? Shall we celebrate the New Year together in Ucrebury?"

After a moment of silence, he responded, "I might not be able to. We're still in Mesville, and the weather here is cold. It's also not good for the child to travel back and forth. Let's wait for after the New Year, and when the weather is good, we'll go back to look for you."

I looked at the man not far away as he lied, and I couldn't shake the discomfort from my heart. Why would he deceive me?

If I hadn't seen them with my own eyes, I would have kept thinking they were in Mesville.

Suppressing the discomfort in my heart, I questioned, "Where's Monique? Has she been well?"

I looked at him and Sawyer. After a moment of silence, he finally replied, "She's at home, and I'm out. Uh, I have something to do now. I'm hanging up."

Before I could say another word, the call ended.

I was in a daze for quite a while, looking at the back of him and Sawyer, who were talking as they pushed the child away.

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a deep breath and said, "What did you find out? Just give it to me

this point, I could pretty much accept anything. My child was gone, Hendrix and I were on such bad terms,

lips, and said, "You'd better call Mr. Robert's back first. There are hundreds of

annoyed. I glanced at my phone, and Hendrix was calling again. If I picked up the call in a situation like this,

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and then I'll go back after you're done with your business. I heard that the Reid family in Jarold City is still waiting to get you into the family registry. You'll probably have a

Seeing that she already had it all planned out, I just let things be. Since Hendrix wouldn't stop calling, I just casually told her, "I'll go back first then. See

car key from her bag, and said,

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stuck in squabbles for the entire day,

If I were to live there alone, things would be uncomfortably

home, Hendrix called again. I answered the phone and greeted nonchalantly, "What's