My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

However, she was of age, and she had been living a comfortable life for many years. She was bound to suffer from backaches having stayed in the courtyard, bent over like this for a long time. I saw her clutching her waist as she limped towards the bamboo chair in the courtyard. Her knitted brows are an indication of how much pain she was in.

I cleaned up the remaining weeds in the yard and washed my hands. Then, I gave her some medication that could relieve the pain.

She frowned, refusing to accept it.

I pursed my lips. "It's not poison. It's a painkiller."

After that, I put the medication in her hand, entered the house, poured her glass of warm water, and handed it to her.

She was dumbfounded. The pain had probably become unbearable as she instantly took the glass of water over and swallowed the medication.

I put the rest of the medication aside and said softly, "The medication doesn't cause many side effects. If the pain is unbearable, you can take one or two to relieve the pain."

She looked at me with pursed lips. Her eyes fell on the yard, and she said, "You sound nasally. If you've got a cold, don't come here and spread it to me.

I couldn't help but laugh at how stubborn she was. She obviously cared about me, but she just couldn't stop herself from muttering unpleasant things. Oh, well.

was a proud and

lived for so long and had no children of her own. She probably just wanted to spend the rest of her life in peace, enjoying the rest of her

some medication when I go back." Catching a

into the house. When she came out, she had a bag of herbs in her hands. "Take this back and

I said with a

and

rose, most of the snow

Nerissa lit up a fire in the yard, so the

at me and asked, "Do you want to stay for lunch? It's been snowing for the past few days. I've only got some non-perishables at home

I nodded, "Sure!"

a fancy lady like her would ever settle

potatoes and sweet potatoes for me to peel. Then, she sliced the meat

in the yard. I initially thought

things changed when she brought the red

shared the same notion that some things were better left unsaid.

stomach a little.