My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I couldn't breathe a single word for a long time. I hung up the phone and glanced at Hendrix, feeling a little out of control. "When Anne were sent to the factory by Josiah for a period of time, was she..." I couldn't believe it. Hendrix drove the car and was silent for a moment. Then he replied, "The results of my investigation were that Anne was sent to the chemical plant by him, but later I found that Anne was by Chloe's side. At that time, I thought my information was wrong. Now it seems that he transferred Anne because of the explosion at the factory."

"Anne was his child. Why did he do this?" My tears leaked out. "He clearly knows that it was dangerous there. Why did he still do this?"

Hendrix pursed his lips. "Maybe he didn't know, otherwise, he wouldn't have handed Anne over to Chloe."

"But even if he didn't do it on purpose, shouldn't he have asked us to take Anne to do the check up afterwards? He actually didn't mention anything like this. If he had told us earlier, and we discovered it earlier, it would be better for Anne!"

I was a little upset, and Hendrix was also not in a good mood. After a moment of silence, he spoke, "Let's not be in a hurry first. Let Anne go to the hospital for the examination first, and see the results. Maybe it's just because of the weather."

comfort

hospital's environment. I'll bring him back first. Zachary went to school, and won't be able to come back for a while. Pedro and his wife are both in the hospital. Anne

as soon as possible. It was too cold

the hospital. Anne was being pushed into the examination room for check up.

fevers were because of the change in seasons. Last night, she had a fever. I also thought that she just needed to take some medicine. But I didn't expect that when I went to wake her for school

comforted her. "Mom, don't worry. Maybe it's just dehydration from the dry weather. It's okay. Her immune system has always been weak. Maybe

they doted on Anne and treated her as their own granddaughter. Pedro was getting old

came out with a pile of forms in his hand. He looked at us