My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He looked at me quietly as if he was contemplating something. After a while, he said, "I'm glad! When we were twenty years old, I felt that love could last long. I didn't care if you were an orphan or the daughter of the Moore Family. For me, everything was great as long as it was you. But now, I don't think so. I love you because you were my first love and also my wife. I'm glad for your family background and your upbringing. If it weren't for these, we would have endless obstacles to face. It is because of your background that we can take care of each other for the rest of our lives and not worry about anything else. At the same time, we can be the couple envied by many others. That's why I'm confident that we can face the future together."

If one's first love was impulsive and full of chemistry, then marriage was a couple facing the small things in life together. Some couples were in a mess, always arguing over life matters; while some couples respected and supported each other. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Hendrix and I belonged to the latter category. I never felt that respecting your spouse was a derogatory term. Respecting each other was the greatest sincerity in marriage.

Lying in his arms, I smiled, "Hendrix, please take care of me in the future."

He smiled gently, "Same to you, Mrs. Roberts."

I went to the company. He ran back and forth every

him in the building lobby while

it was lunchtime, people were bustling about, coming in and out of the building. A red sports car was parked at the entrance and looked particularly dazzling, which attracted

Rowane, who I hadn't seen for a long time. I thought she was still in Asherton, but

paired with a luxury car was very eye-catching. The man sitting in the car was dressed casually. He seemed to be a rich

that accentuated her long legs. She was wearing

got off the car, she walked to the driver's seat and kissed the man on the lips without

shocked. It seemed that Rowane had

not want to meet her. She moved the crocodile-skin bag on her wrist to the crook of her arm, looked at me with

"We just