My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He handed me the black tie in his hand. The meaning was obvious. He wanted me to tie it for him. "I'll worry about you if you're here alone. You come with me. Dahlia has just been released from the police station. You're not safe!"

I was confused. "She almost killed me. Why did they let her out after just one night? Is there no justice?"

He pursed his lips and said, "There's no substantial action, so it's impossible to determine the actual crime. She would be released after 12 hours."

I almost spit out a mouthful of blood. What did he mean by no substantial action? "There was a murder attempt, and the police were all at the scene of crime at that time. How can they say that there was no evidence? Are they waiting for someone to turn up dead before arresting her?"

Every time I thought about the hospital and that time where I was almost frozen to death, I couldn't contain my anger. All of these past incidents were evidence of her crimes.

His hands were warm. He took my trembling hand and said, "She found someone at the police station and was bailed out. When my people arrived, it was already too late." "Who bailed her out?" Wasn't her hometown in

for him

Oscar? Linda's ex-husband, Oscar?

to bail her out. Aren't they

with Oscar. She sold high-end coffee beans, and was involved with Oscar. But all of that ended after her coffee house closed. However, they have been in contact for so many years,

in Myanway, Dahlia told me that she owned two houses and a Mercedes-Benz when she was in her twenties. She also had several million dollars in total if she totalled the worth of both her coffee shops. If she

waiting for him to continue. He paused for a moment and said, "She and Oscar probably still have something going on, and they must have

nose had collapsed and her chin was a little crooked. It may have been caused by plastic surgery that happened more than ten years ago.