My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After walking for a while, Andrea sat down on the public bench. She looked at Hendrix and smiled sweetly, "Hendrix, take a rest!" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Both of us remained silent in the face of her talkativeness. We sat at the town square for a while when Andrea suddenly thought of something and tugged on Hendrix. She said quickly, "Miss Reid, wait for us here, we will be right back!"

After that, she dragged Hendrix away!

I didn't bother chasing after them. I sat there and watched some old folks dancing at the square. I should have been happy, but I couldn't bring myself to smile.

My phone rang. Fishing it out of pocket, I looked at the caller ID and saw an unknown number from Jarold City. I wondered who it was as I answered the call.

From the other end of the phone came Anne's voice, "Mommy, are you still at work? Why is it so noisy behind you?"

her question and I replied, "Ah, I just

said in a soft voice, "Mom, you must rest. Don't be too tired. Mr. Roberts went to see

her sweetness. "Yes, who are you at home with, Anne?" Hendrix wasn't in the villa, so he

grandma's house. If Mr. Roberts isn't at home, I'll stay with them. Mommy, do you want to talk

through. "Arianna, are you okay over there? It's been getting cold recently. Wear more clothes and come back when you finish your work. It's

of the phone, but her

don't know. I'll have to wait until Thanksgiving before I know for sure."

we are your parents, taking care of our own granddaughter is a given. Why do you need to thank us?

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