My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I looked down and raised my hand to rub my sore and swollen eyes, "This was wrong since the start of it all. And since it was a mistake, let's separate before it's too late. Let's start over from scratch!" "Hah!" He sneered coldly at me, "What was wrong? What do you mean by starting over from scratch? Arianna, is this the punishment that you've sentenced me to?"

I looked up at him, my expression unreadable, "I won't take anything from the Roberts family, including Advancer Tech which Grandpa transferred to me. I don't want any money. I will return all of this as payment to Grandpa for taking care of me back then."

He lowered his gaze and his cold lips trembled slightly. He spoke with a sneer as he suppressed his anger, "What's the reason?"

The reason?

I smiled. After going through so much, I seemed to be all out of emotions and feelings. Whatever happened, I would keep everything in my heart, letting them rot bit by bit.

"I've been married to you for three years. From the day I stepped into the Roberts family's house, I knew that Andrea was special to you. And so, I had decided from the very beginning that even if we had to part ways one day for her sake, I would be understanding of it." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

tried to force a smile but failed, "You didn't protect me well nor did you love me. I couldn't make you fall in love with me because I was not good enough. I don't blame you.

a lowered gaze, "What did Andrea say to

heart, "She said what she needed to say. Since I was young, I never wanted to find my own parents at all. You wanted Andrea to have my identity so that she could have a bright future. I'm not upset about

grim and dark, and his voice sounded restrained, like

You let me bear the heartbreak and sorrow of grief. You brought trouble to the people around me. You never let me go. What on earth did I do to make you hate me so much that you'd want me to stay with you and be tortured

again, his voice sounding a little choked. I sighed and wanted to laugh, but I couldn't anymore. I said emotionlessly, "I'll find someone to get the divorce papers ready. Hendrix, do me this last respect. Please,

eyes turned red. He felt pain surging through his heart, tearing

a deep breath. "You may leave

that life was very short. Some people lived their lives in a daze, while some lived fully aware of everything that happened around them. No matter how we lived,