My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I could not help but take them out and looked at them.

But when I opened the photo album, a few baby pictures at the bottom appeared.

They were familiar. Although I never knew what this baby looked like, I had seen him in my dreams.

There was a bruise on his forehead as he tried to look for me.

A newborn could not open his eyes. His facial features were very similar to Hendrix's. Even though he was scrawny, his delicate facial features were still obvious to see.

How could Hendrix have these photos? Back then, Irvin had asked me if I wanted to see my child, but

I did not want to. I was afraid that I would not be able to get over it for the rest of my life if I did.

Now that I suddenly saw it, I felt an indescribable pain rise up from my chest. What a horrible feeling.

I put the photos back in place. Hendrix couldn't have these photos. There was only one possibility -Irvin had given them to him.

Irvin must have said something that he shouldn't that caused Hendrix to go after the Granger Group.

back to the bedroom, I curled up under the blanket.

Hendrix. I didn't know anyone else that I could be with besides

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before. I curled up in the blankets and slept for a very long time. When I woke up, it was already dark

I got up and opened the door. She looked at me and said, "Madam, are you hungry? Would you

so I shook my head. Then, I remembered Hendrix had left a note saying that he wanted to have dinner

in the living room for a long

a look?"

He was back?

did he

"Around 5."

to react to

for dinner, but did not

a faint

might feel better if we

was about to say something, but in the end, she kept to her silence and went

back in bed and looked at the ceiling. Should I go back to sleep? It might be difficult for me to fall