My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I pursed my lips and looked at her angry expression. There were some unexplainable emotions on her face. I didn't know how to comfort people, but looking at her, she didn't seem to want any consolation either.

After a moment of silence, I stared at her and said, "I understand and sympathize with you, but I can't listen to your one-sided story and blindly believe what you said is true. Moreover, it's not good for me to sti up any trouble here."

She sneered, "You sound so pretentious. Whatever, it's up to you. If you don't want to help me, that's fine. I would rather die than marry a good-for-nothing idiot. I will never marry. My life is in my own hands." It was late. I hadn't charged my phone for a day and it was about to run out of battery. I walked out of the cow pen. Abby also followed me out and put the lock back on the door.

I hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Abby and said, "Is there nothing to eat at home? Why didn't you get something for your sister to eat?"

eat at home. If mom doesn't allow her to eat, there's not even leftover rice at home for her. So, Susan can

go to

because of him I didn't sleep well that night. When the sun rose, I was awakened by the commotion outside. A heartwrenching quarrel. It was difficult for me to ignore the noise

and the few other children had all gone out. I got up and smoothened my crumpled clothes. My wet shoes from yesterday were dried by the fire. Abby ran in with tears on her

the rain yesterday, the coal and rainwater were mixed together. Susan was lying on the ground, being beaten

to death, to teach you a lesson!" The woman, who was submissive and didn't dare to utter a word yesterday, didn't hesitate or show any mercy at

me. I was about to open my mouth and say something to the woman, but Sheridan stopped

here. At such a time, as the head of the family, he should have

get beaten up, Abby's tears streamed continuously down her face and she replied in a choked voice, "Susan hurt my older brother. Daddy is taking him