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?"

up and didn't

in poor health. Plus, she has never had breast milk. Even though she's already three months old, she still looks like a newborn. Hendrix, I've been an orphan since I was young, and I was lucky that my grandma raised me. Now, both my grandma and Monique have left

to accept others' love. But something in my heart told me that

same for me. I would take good care of her and love her the best way I can. Hendrix poured in deep, conflicted gaze

always known what he wanted; he only needed me and wanted

and gloomy, but his eyes looked particularly bright. We looked at each other as

and took two steps back in defeat. He puckered

he was about to turn his back away and leave, I reached out

heart was filled with feelings I couldn't explain nor quite unravel. "I want to put you first more so than

had space

him sadly. "No, I didn't want to hurt you. It's

and tall body stiffened. He reached out his arms to pull me into a hug. He whispered helplessly,

a while, I let myself lean against his chest. He whispered softly to me, "No matter how much we quarrel

was too stupid to know how