My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The place Freya decided on was at the city center -a hotel she owned.

As usual, there was a surge of people in the city center. She found a good spot on the second floor and asked for a bottle of red wine. She seemed to have been there for a long time. When she saw me, she waved me over. "Here!"

I sat in front of her and snatched the bottle of red wine from her hand. I called for a waiter and said, "Please give me a glass of warm milk." "Drinking milk in a nightclub, and a warm one. Arianna, you've got to be kidding." She smiled and narrowed her eyes, looking a little bitter. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The waiter knew who she was, so he nodded and went out.

Freya looked at the girl dancing on the stage and said, "Arianna, I'm not happy."

When she uttered these words, my heart instantly ached.

I took a sip of red wine and observed her, "Is it Zachary or your mother-in-law?"

She started venting only a few days after getting married. It must be one or the other; nothing else could have affected her like this.

enchanting as she said, "Do you know any parents who would want to

frankly, "Hendrix and I don't have parents. Master Roberts is barely present in our

"Sure enough, there is no way to live a happy life. If I

be around to take care of you. After all, you are

milk. She frowned and moved the milk aside,

nauseated easily. She must be rather repulsed

nodded. I looked at the waiter and ordered again,

nodded and then

me and could not

seen you

someone familiar?" She asked, looking in the

girl at that table looks familiar." I showed her who I was talking about. Then I looked at her with my

man sitting next to her and you'll know

couldn't see much. But once Freya mentioned it,

the sibling connection thing does