My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I got a new set of clothes and went into the bathroom to clean myself. My pajama pants and underwear had gotten stained, and it wasn't just a small stain.

Coming out of the bathroom, I saw Hendrix tidying the bed. The bedsheets had been changed; the mattress was waterproof, so just wiping was enough to clean it.

The sheets that were heavily blood-stained were changed and new bedsheets were put onto the bed.

When I saw him reaching for the bedsheets on the carpet, I reflexively went ahead before him and took the sheets. It was difficult hiding the awkwardness on my face. "I'll do it!"

He frowned, a strange look casted over his handsome face. "It's cold out; I'll take care of it."

"No... no need!" No matter how intimate our relationship was, it still felt inappropriate for someone else to do this.

His face turned slightly grim. When he turned to look at me, his brows relaxed as he said, "Be good, and listen to me. I'll wash it!"

I was about to refuse again, but he had already taken the sheets away.

roll up his sleeves to wash bed sheets in the bathroom. As red liquid started getting soaked out of the pajama pants in the basin, I couldn't avoid his gaze

he asked in a low voice as if he had just remembered something, "Has your

in Hovell, I would feel tired and often experienced aches because of the many sleepless nights and irregular schedules from taking care of Anne. But other than that, I was

washed in his hands, I felt my face

her cycling skills on her little bicycle. The living room was big,

looked up at me and said, "Mommy, I

ride the bicycle around. Her movements were smooth; it was obvious that her quietness was because she had been practicing cycling downstairs. "Have you had breakfast?" I asked as

just now with some breakfast and pastries. I've already eaten; Mr. Roberts said that you'll

enough, I saw the breakfast and pastries in the

a nanny in the house; we only had an hourly worker who came

by the nanny in

what they would say to her.

again, Hendrix had

blushed as I stood behind, watching him hang the clothes up