My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I stared at the ambiguous pictures on the screen and said, "We've been quarreling for a few days, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I was at the Emperor Club just now and I saw him. Why isn't he with you? Why did he come out to have fun in the middle of night?" I laughed as soon as he finished his words.

"You're really easing into that brotherly role these days. You even worried about my marriage."

He snorted and commented sulkily, "Don't tease me. Don't you know what your man is doing with another woman in his arms right now? Aren't you anxious?"

This TV series was not bad and I had been watching it in the highest of spirits. I switched my position and replied him, "He's an adult and not a child anymore. If he's feeling crappy because of our fight, I may be able to control him for a while but I can't control him forever. It is impossible for me to be around him 24 hours a day."

"In the past, I would probably feel upset or wronged. But as I think about it now, I feel rather relieved. I've fulfilled my duties as a wife. So, his affairs have nothing to do with me."

It would be great if I could make it to the end, but if I can't, at least I won't be starving to death. I would still be able to live well on my own anyway. I'm well-past the age of prioritizing romance.

"Okay!" He paused, "You're still up at this time of the night, can't fall asleep? Would you like to have a drink?"

I braced my chin and stared at the computer screen. I answered lazily, "I just watched two episodes of a TV series and I have a major headache. Aaron, I seem to be seriously ill."

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