My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1188

I lowered my head, words stuck in my throat. After thinking for a while, I looked at Valerie and said, "Mom, where is dad?" These words were said unconsciously.

All I could think about was Freya said to me. I didn't realize what I had just called them until the words left my lips.

Valerie's redden with unshed tears, her face full of surprise and joy. Because she strongly restrained herself from crying, a few long wrinkles could be seen in the corner of her eyes. She opened her mouth then choked out emotionally, "Arianna, you just..."

She didn't continue her thought, not daring to believe it but also hesitant to ask if what she heard was right, in case I took it back. Tears flowed out of her eyes and couldn't be suppressed. She frantically raised her hand to wipe the tears, but the more tears she wiped, the more tears came out.

All of a sudden, I felt a lump in my throat. Freya's words rang out in my mind, "From the beginning to the end, you're not the only one who's been crying."

Yes, I was not the only one in pain. Although I was

only hurt in the body, but

and

pointed behind me and said, "Where is he?

that, she lowered her head and wiped her tears, but her joyful smile could

looked back, startled, and saw Pedro holding a newspaper in his hand, looking at me with red eyes and a smile on his face. When he saw me looking at him, he asked, "What's wrong?" His voice

time, I held her in my arms for a long time. That feeling was even more exciting and precious than any feeling of winning a prize. I asked, "I want to ask about Hendrix's

smiled and motioned for me

us a glass of lemon water for us and looked at me

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