My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He was speechless for a moment before said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I didn't think this through."

We stood next to each other, not saying anything more.

Hendrix's expression was dark, tinged with a hint of coldness.

Pedro's love-filled gaze fell on me; in it was also a type of aching that I couldn't full comprehend. Four years had passed and this pair of originally elegant and noble couple seemed to have aged a little. Time could really destroy all beautiful things.

"Hendrix, is this your way of apologizing?" Pedro asked, his voice laced with anger. "Your selfishness made the happy family that we could have been become what it is today. What are you doing now? Did you bring my daughter here to suffer with you to force us to forgive you?"

Hendrix's body shook as he raised his head to look at him, but he did not say a word.

Now that they had come to this point, someone would be hurt no matter what they did.

to move on the from the past, someone

Hendrix. I knew that this matter started from the moment he had me

and suffering started from that moment

" My child, please don't torture yourself. We will bear the responsibility for

the cold northern wind, she seemed to be on the verge

pain in his eyes but he did not stop

I wasn't sure how

themselves; they seemed to have accepted this so-called punishment. In

at Hendrix, who was frozen stiff in the snow, I smiled and said, "You know I love you and I don't want you to suffer, but

crying? Or should I forgive you for changing my life and accidentally killing our child? Should I have forgiven you for all that? Hendrix, should I be a saint and forgive all the harm you

mention anything. As long as I kept silent, I could continue pretending that nothing had happened, and moved on with his current love

to rip open

at me, his lips