My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I pursed my lips and thought that Hendrix was really smart. That driver was unreliable as I had thought that he would at least help me call the police.

I sighed. Strangers could not be trusted after all.

Aaron looked at me with a strange look in his eyes. "Aren't you going to ask how Hendrix is doing?" he asked. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

How should I put it?

Hendrix bore most of the brunt from the sulfuric acid for me. He wouldn't be any better than I was. It was just that I had no idea how to ask Aaron about his condition. Looking up at Aaron, I asked, "Aaron, am I selfish?"

He frowned and said in a low voice, "He has planned this for a long time. It's not your fault. You couldn't have predicted this. You holding a grudge against Hendrix is understandable. However, Arianna, we can' deny that he has done his best for you."

That was right. He had already done his best. He was a human being, not a god. He wouldn't have expected Josiah would still have such hatred buried deep within him, nor would he have expected that after so many years, he would prepare such a big trap for us.

that everything

said, "Arianna, if you can't

"What about you? Can you

slightly frowned. "We're talking about

a lot of things which if they don't happen to ourselves, we'll feel that it's okay and that the culprit deserves to be forgiven.

probably feeling that I was being mean about

burning pain from my face slowly crept in. I laid on the bed, my mind already imagining what

something had befell me, Pedro and Valerie both came. When they saw me, Valerie's

to speak, so they could only keep silent. After finding out that I had been dragged in by Hendrix into the matter that caused my injury, they looked

blocked most of the damage

regardless of his help, I

way to defend themselves. After all, they had indeed injured someone. Therefore, Josiah

were large-scale