My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"I have always wanted to study to be a lawyer at Jarold University. However, my college entrance examination results were not so great, so I stayed in the University of Ucrebury. Now that I have time, I'm thinking of applying for the postgraduate program at Jarold University and continue to study." This was a dream that I had since young. It would be a great blessing for me if i could pick it up again at the age of 30.

He nodded as he raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Well, do you need to apply for the training class? I'll have Evan arrange for it."

I chuckled as I glanced up at him and said, "Don't you feel that you are raising two daughters?"

He broke into laughter and said, "It would be the greatest blessing in my life. To be able to bring you back and let you do whatever you like, it's worth it."

As I leaned against his chest and listened to his heartbeat, I felt relaxed. The future was a long journey filled with uncertainties. It's great to be able to live in the moment.

In September, it was not too cold in Jarold City. It was warm enough and the lights in the bedroom were dim. If one slept too long during the day, they wouldn't be able to fall asleep at night.

Hendrix seemed busy since he had been handling documents in the study. I got up from bed in the middle of the night to drink some water. When I saw that the lights in the study were still on, I poured a glass of water and knocked on the door.

In the study, the computer was off, and the documents on the table were neatly arranged. It seemed that his work was done.

He was leaning on the chair, resting with his eyes closed. He opened his eyes when he heard movement. Both of his eyes were as dark as the night. He asked, "Couldn't sleep?"

"It's getting late.

grinning and said, "Are

didn't understand what he meant until much later. My face burned red.

to go back to the room. From Hovell to Jarold City,

for his darkened gaze at this moment,

pulled

and saw the weary look on his face, I guessed that it must have

help but return to his side. As I raised my hand to touch his eyebrows, I whispered, "How long have you

his arms. He rested his head

hearing those two

a voice filled with tiredness,

longer. I replied, "Your hair

was low as if he

the morning. So I told

bedroom with a tired