My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I couldn't fathom how damaging my words were to him, but at least, it might force him to leave.

Looking at his gloomy, cold face, I continued speaking, expressionlessly, "In fact, I considered how rich and handsome you are, and perhaps, I could ignore the past. Even if I don't love you, I could pretend to. Women are born to be good at acting, aren't they?"

"But I found that being with you would keep me suffering, so I decided to leave. Do you know why I don't want you with me now? I met a man better than you. Do you know Sebastian? Hendrix, I've met a better man, so please, can you let go? I want to find my own happiness!"

He suddenly laughed. His tone was very low, and his face was cold and silent. His handsome face looked extremely frightening, and his cynical laugh was ghastly.

"Find your own happiness?" He sneered, "You can't wait to move in with him? To join the Milton Group, or perhaps, set your sights on the next group of aristocrats?"

in both appearance and financial abilities. In addition, although he knows my past, he has never shown that he disapproves. He's really great!" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

at me for a long time as if he wanted to see something different on my face, but he could not discern

with his

steps, he stopped and turned back to look at me. "Arianna, HI ask you one more time. Are all those words you

him. Since I intended to break the bonds between us, it should be clean-cut! "Hah!" He scoffed cynically. "Fine. Since that's the

back. I stood in the same place, as if my heart had been hollowed out. Grandma was right. I've been an indecisive procrastinator my whole life. I always could not let go of

of the night, I often lay in bed and wondered, why did I have

Naomi said. I was crazy and shrewd,

that even if we did stay together, after more than a decade of life's quarrels, I was afraid that I would unearth my buried resentment, and use it as a reason to hurt him. When I returned to Milton Group,