My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After a while, I felt my anger fade. I saw him smiling at me as he asked, "Have you cooled down?"

I nodded at him. For a moment, I felt a little embarrassed and tried to explain myself, "Just now..."

He smiled, "I know. Is it about Aaron and Miss Henry?"

I nodded. "If he messes this up, he'd never meet a woman like Yana again! He doesn't know how to appreciate what's right in front of him and maintains this celibacy nonsense, he's such a little sh*t!" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He reached out and pulled me aside to rest on a chair, gently asking, "Are you angry because of Aaron's lack of appreciation, or because of his obsession over you?"

I was stunned. I looked up into his deep gaze, at a temporary loss of words.

It took me a long time to find my voice again. I said, "What he feels towards me isn't romance, but it's love from a brother to his sister. It's just that he hasn't realized it for himself yet."

I was very clear of how well Aaron treats me. He had always prioritized me all these years. In the eyes of outsiders, this may have appeared to be romantic love even though it wasn't.

what Aaron's true feelings were towards me? We had known each other since

together, and kept each other company for years. How would I

on the inside. Grandma was gone, and so was Monique. During our years of youth, the only one

me romantically, judging by his character, he would've forced me into

at me in silence for a

understand his true feelings. I'm

children anymore.

remained silent, his eyes gradually darkening. I had said so much, yet he still said nothing.

he was angry with me, so I couldn't help but

a hint of amusement

intentionally teasing me. I glared at him angrily and refused to speak

his arms around me. Smiling, he said, "Let them deal with their own problems, and we go about our own lives,

for that too,

is a really, really good girl," I said, "Once he misses this chance, she'll be gone