My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He nodded, a faint smile appearing on his usually indifferent face. "Would you like some water?"

I nodded. "My throat hurts!"

He adjusted his position and sat on the edge of the bed. He helped me up and let me lean on him.

I frowned and tried to scoot away from him, but his voice came again, cold and indifferent. "You're sick. Don't overthink it!"

I was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to respond, so I let him lead me. He placed the glass of water on my mouth, motioning me to drink.

I took a few sips, and my throat instantly felt better. "Thank you!"

He put the glass down and gently put me back to bed.

His eyes fell on me as he asked, "Do you want to eat something?"

I shook my head. "I'm not hungry!"

He raised his eyebrows, but sat quietly beside me.

There were so many questions on my mind. I couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Milton, why are you here? Do you know Kaleb?"

calmly and said, "Well, this

family?" I asked incredulously, "Is it the

his eyebrows and said, "The same Milton family that

stunned. "Why did you save

sharply. "Plus, I didn't intend to save

came to Monsa to look for me.

sore eyes, and he looked particularly enchanting when he smiled. "Have you forgotten what you've

or anything like that. I just like to make sure people keep to their promises. Since you

like this

arm?" I asked, deciding to switch topics,

short of a miracle that I had not been killed by the

it heal, but you can't lift anything heavy for

my

it turned out to be a nurse who'd came in to change

initially had so many questions for Sebastian, but it seemed like he wasn't the

that his relationship

fell asleep

thunder was deafening, and