My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I said, "You don't have to, we have everything at home. You can just come here without bringing anything."

"That won't do. Ask Anne what she wants to eat. I'll make some for her tomorrow." This was Valerie's voice.

I sighed slightly and said, "It is alright. Hendrix will send someone to buy the things we need."

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I ended the call, feeling slightly dumbstruck by the conversation I just had. When I was little, Monique and I often lied on the same bed and said that we wouldn't get married in the future. When the time came, we would work hard to make money and buy a big house. We could live the carefree life we wanted and not care about anyone else.

When I thought about it now, I could not help but smile. Our thoughts changed as we aged. It was a blessing to have children after a certain age.

Suddenly, I thought of Nerissa. My phone was running out of battery, so I hastily sent Hendrix a message and asked him to pick Nerissa up tomorrow.

We still had a long way to go. Even though there were a lot of conflicts between us, we were still family.

After sending the message, the phone shut down on its own.

waiter served the food, I heard a strange sound

in front of them. It seemed that

slender body was authoritative, and his short hair looked a little messy. He left it ungroomed and his expression was cold and

he was walking with the same group of people, he

by the window. He wouldn't know I

gathered that the restaurant manager standing next to him must have informed him of my

rumored to be lovers at one

continued eating. I thought to myself;

He just glanced at me and found a

seeing him, I no longer had the

the cutlery down, it began to rain outside. The rain poured down heavily from the

my hurry to arrive early, I had forgotten to bring an umbrella

I walked out of the restaurant. I could brace the rain and rush to

was a little weary of the cold winter rain, so I just stood by the door, hoping for

sight of an umbrella above my head. I didn't need to