My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He curled his lips, looking embarrassed. "So, are you going to feed her your breast milk?"

"What else do you need to do?" He sighed, feeling helpless.

"Yep!" I was an adult and I had given birth before. Glancing at him, I said, "When I delivered, it was natural labor, so I initially had breast milk. Later, because the baby died and there was no stimulation of nursing, no prolactin was secreted, so I didn't have breast milk anymore."

He furrowed his brows. "So, you're planning to do it yourself now?" He sounded a little unhappy. "What did you take last night?"

I decided to tell him the truth. "Some medicine for inducing lactation."

"The doctor advised me to massage my breasts and use other methods as well..." I pursed my lips, trailing off.

"Massage and other methods?" He mocked. "Are you going to massage yourself? And how do you plan to go about the other methods?" His words were dripping with sarcasm.

I pressed my lips together, suppressing my anger. "Hendrix, do you think this funny?"

shut up

orphan since I was young, and I was lucky that my grandma raised me. Now, both my grandma

accept others' love. But something in my heart told

I was considerate of him because of love. This child's existence was the same for me. I would take good care of her and love her the best way I can. Hendrix

he only needed me and wanted me to care about

bedroom were dim and gloomy, but his eyes looked particularly bright. We looked at each other as I struggled to force words

me and took two steps back in defeat. He puckered

lot of guts!" Seeing that he was about to turn his back

quite unravel. "I want to put you first more so than anyone else. But I'm scared that I can't

feelings? You had space for everyone else in

head and stared at him sadly. "No, I didn't want to hurt you. It's just that I'm too insecure. I'm afraid that you'll abandon me and leave me

reached out his arms to pull me into a hug. He

much we

too stupid to know how