My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I took out my mobile phone from my pocket and turned on the flashlight. I was stunned when I flashed the light and looked inside. Just like Abby said, the ten-square-meter house was full of cow dung and hay. In some places, I couldn't tell whether the puddles on the ground were cow urine or rain that leaked in from the roof.

The girl who was locked up was thinly dressed. She only wore a short-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of black sweatpants. Her clothes were very worn out. Her pants which had been mended several times was getting a little too short. Fortunately, there was a big brown bull in the bullpen. The girl was huddled against the bull. Upon seeing us, she immediately curled up, raised her hand to block the light from my phone, and said with fear, "Mom, don't force me. I will die soon!"

Abby quickly said, "Susan, she is not mommy. She is a very beautiful auntie who came to visit our house. She is taking me to the city tomorrow!"

Upon hearing what Abby said, the girl squinted at us. Her delicate face was a little pale and her lips were dry. It seemed that she had not eaten for days. She opened her mouth and looked at me without the fear I had expected. She asked very calmly, "Are you the one who wants to take my sister to the city and give her organs to your daughter?"

thinking about it, I realized what she said was true. I pursed my lips, nodded and said, "Yes, but don't worry, I will

sneered, "Isn't that what you should do? The kids don't understand, but I'm not stupid. Abby is only five years old, but you want to take her organs out of her body. She may die in the process. You would have spent tens of thousands of dollars to trade her life in

felt that there was no need to. If I didn't understand why Bobbie wanted

looked at me and continued, "I know Abby can save your

frowned slightly and replied, "I'll consider it if it's something reasonable, but if it's something unreasonable, then

just need to take me to the city. Don't worry, after we get to the city, I will try to find my own

anticipation for the future. She looked at me with eager eyes. If I were younger, I might feel