My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Fortunately, I saw a taxi coming from a distance and I raised my hand to stop it. After that, I looked calmly at them and said, "The taxi is coming. Thank you anyway!"

After getting in the car, Anne was fast asleep, not waking up even after we returned to the Bronzy Condo. I put her to bed and cleaned up. Afterwards, I picked up my cell phone to order some dishes. There were several missed calls which were from both Hendrix and lan. I was supposed to call lan, but since I arrived late the night before, I had forgotten about it.

It wasn't the weekend. Ian must still be at work, so I sent him a message and told him that everything was fine.

I called Hendrix on the phone. When the call got through, I could hear that it was really quiet at his side. His voice was low, "Were you very busy in the morning?"

I threw the clothes I had worn in the morning into the washing machine. The mountain road was muddy, so getting it dirty was inevitable.

"I brought Anne to look around." There was movement from the bedroom, Anne seemed to have woken up.

I got up to go and take a look.

"Do you have any plans in the afternoon?" Hendrix asked from the other end of the line.

"I may go out for a walk." Anne really did wake up. She was sitting on the bed and playing with the lamp on the nightstand.

Seeing me, she said softly, "Mom, I am hungry!"

the phone, "I need to cook for Anne. We'll

His voice was

was not long before

the doorand was met with the sight of lan carrying many items. Seeing that I took a long time to answer the door, he could not help but

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the kitchen, sighed helplessly and said, "The refrigerator is empty.

already hugging his thigh

he'd bought for Anne and said softly to her,

up at me, "Where did you go

cemetery," I said as I put the things into the refrigerator with him, "I met Josiah and Chloe at the

continued, "Chloe seems to be

what he was

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"Perhaps he already knows.

a little angry. "If it weren't for Chloe Hammer, Monique wouldn't have died

the kitchen. I received a text message from Hendrix, "It's raining in Jarold

gave a small smile. I couldn't help but find him endearing. I replied, "Yes,