My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I knew I should never resort to buying organs from the black market. However, my child was in a life-and-death situation, so of course, my perspective was different.

When a parent had an ill child, they would do anything for them. After all, a parent's love was unconditional, and outsiders would not care the same.

When I arrived at the Roberts Group's office, I headed straight for the elevator alongside a few staff members. They were sneaking glances at me. I frowned and wondered if there was something amiss about my look. But I checked and I looked fine.

I furrowed my brows in irritation. Nobody enjoyed being stared at. I looked at them and asked, "Which department are you all from?"

They were taken aback since I spoke so abruptly. "The marketing department," they said.

I nodded and remained quiet. They fell silent too.

they asked, "Mrs. Roberts, are you on your way

"Yes, I'm taking up some food for him," I

prepare some snacks for him most of the time..." One of the colleagues nudged her. So, the girl

showing any other reaction. I merely

them merely smiled, and remained

of the elevator as soon as it opened. Immediately, my smile faded. At times, it

her gaze at the food on my hands. "You're sending food to Mr. Roberts, aren't you?" she said. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website

between us, so I did not have anything to chat with her. She looked at me, and after a brief pause,

enough, she spoke after a brief pause. "No matter how busy you are, be sure to spend

as angry as I thought I would be. "If there's anything you want to tell me, please be frank... You don't have to beat around