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.

said, "Do you know any

is barely present in our marriage,

a happy life. If I knew this earlier, I wouldn't have

of you. After all,

glass of milk. She frowned and

some juice?" Pregnant women nauseated easily. She must be rather repulsed by the smell

and ordered again, "A glass of mango

nodded and then

and could

"I've seen you drinking it before," I replied, casting my gaze

looking in the direction of my

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

man sitting

couldn't see much. But once Freya mentioned it, I took a closer look and saw the

"So, the sibling connection