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?"

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

But

me. I would take good care of her and love her the best way I can. Hendrix poured in deep, conflicted gaze into me. "What about me? Am I not important to you? Irvin left you with regret, but what about me? What am I

he only

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

and took two steps back in defeat.

was about to turn

first more so than anyone else. But I'm scared that I

"So, you disregarded my feelings? You had space for everyone

want to hurt you. It's just that

stiffened. He reached out his

a while, I let myself lean against his chest. He whispered softly to me, "No matter how much we quarrel in the future, we can't simply get a divorce. Arianna, I won't let you go,

too stupid to