My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Letting out a soft sigh, I pulled my hand away and said calmly, "Mr. Roberts, please come in and have a seat!"

I guess I wasn't all that surprised to see him. At least after meeting him again, I found that I did not miss him as much as I thought I would. Four years was indeed enough for a person to learn to let go of things Even the resentment had faded away until it was but a distant memory of a feeling I once had.

He walked in and sat down on the rattan chair. I brought the fruit I picked yesterday to him and entertained him like a guest. I looked at him with a slight smile. "This is fruit I planted myself. They taste pretty good. Have a taste."

He looked at me, his stare was deep but calm. After a moment, he nodded and took a bite of the peach.

After a long while, he looked at me and said, "It's very sweet!"

I nodded. After four years, I had become exceptionally reticent. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Norman came by with Anne and Bennett after picking them up from the school. When he saw

Hendrix sitting in the house, he was caught by slight surprise. However, being the well-educated man that he was, he made sure not to appear too exaggerated. He just nodded lightly and greeted, "Good day, Mr. Roberts!"

saw Norman. I paused and decided to introduce

nodded in understanding and stood up to shake his hands. He looked elegant and aristocratic. He paused when his gaze fell on

grow much slower than girls at their age. They were both five but Bennett looked like a four year-old

sink a little, but did not read too much into it. I looked towards the

than happy when her gaze fell on Hendrix. She

my ankle and

ordinary when used normally. But it was

with a

at Hendrix's arrival, he didn't think too much of the situation, being the simple, straightforward person that he was. Instead, he looked over at Hendrix and asked, "Mr. Roberts,

his face away and nodded, his eyes looking

instructions. "You two - go pick some vegetables in the backyard. And Anne, don't pick on

and replied with a nod, "Mommy is biased

you continue bullying him like this, he won't grow any

Carrying two baskets in her hands, she looked at Bennett and said, "Mommy asked me not to

told me that I'm a man who needs to protect girls. You didn't bully me. I'm just protecting