My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The streets were crowded with people. Everyone was in a hurry, making my leisure walking seem a little out of place.

From time to time, people would give me strange looks.

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A beggar by the street caught my eye. It was not because I had not seen beggars before, but because the beggar looked familiar to me.

While hesitating, the beggar looked at me with his brows furrowed. He, who looked indifferent before, suddenly looked dumbstruck. Then, he let out a mirthless laugh while his eyes were on me.

That laugh instantly reminded me of who he was. Wasn't he the man who was beaten up by brawny men when Hendrix and I were leaving the casino that day?

How did he end up in such a state? He was actually a beggar on the street.

people who gave

my brows still furrowed, I took out the small amount of money from my wallet and put them on the ground. I looked at him and said, "I don't have much cash on me. That's all I have. Take it and

giggled like a fool. He

he wanted, so I asked, "Do you

and smiled at me. It was not until I was impatient that he said, "Miss

each other. Frowning while looking at him, I replied, "With this money, you won't starve.

say such words to an incurable man like him, but

money.

again. "Your mother? Who is your

mother is my mother, who

riddle. Impatiently, I said, "What I mean is, how does your mother

over. It made me scared. "My sister

days that I didn't need time to process when I