My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After thinking for a while, I said, "It's about to snow again, and it will be noon soon. Do you want to stay for lunch?"

I had to say - there are days I didn't want to see him because of Anne; days when I didn't even want him anywhere near the Roberts house.

I even thought about telling Hendrix to stay away from him. This way, no one would take Anne away from me.

But I couldn't be so selfish!

He paused for a moment, turned off the tap, and then took a tissue to wipe his hands. He looked at me and asked, "Are you cooking?"

This man...

After a pause, I nodded. "Yes!" I thought for a moment and said, "I'll cook later, but no one is watching Anne. Would you do me a favor and look after her for me?" He raised his eyebrows and nodded.

I let out a sigh of relief. He didn't stay in the living room. Instead, he went straight into Anne's bedroom.

A father would always care for his daughter.

Hendrix and I should have a child soon.

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didn't take me long to whip

woken up. She was sitting on the bed with Josiah playing a game. Her

helped her by patting her back. His

I called out, interrupting their lovely father-daughter

had

and laughing, I felt a little sad. After all, I

She was my salvation.

faded

her hand instinctively and said with a smile, "Mommy, I told Mr. Saunders a riddle earlier. I asked him if I used a durian and a watermelon to hit his head, which would hurt more? What do

bedroom. I couldn't peel my eyes from tracking every

I replied casually, "Durian!"

laughter, and coughed again from

feel better as he said calmly, "Your voice hasn't recovered yet. You're not allowed

were stern, it

looked at me, "Mommy, Mr. Saunders had the same answer. But how could a durian and watermelon hurt? Of course, your head would hurt even more if