My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Even if I could save Susan, could I do the same for the second, third or fourth one?

To be honest, I couldn't. I wasn't a saint!

The few families in the village all arrived, and they took turns to sit down and eat at the two tables. There were not many dishes, just some cabbage boiled with meat and beans. The women in the village were chatting together while standing, and Bobbie also came back after a while.

Someone went up to him and asked, "Mr. Hathaway, is there anything else your customers need? I still have five other children. All of them are very healthy."

Bobbie frowned slightly and said, "Not at the moment. I'll let you know if there's anything. Don't worry."

do anything just for money?

emotions anymore. Sheridan, who was standing beside me, whispered, "Try not to think about it. Everyone has his own rules of survival. Perhaps, they don't have a choice, or they just took it for granted. You just need to

lowered my head,

in a white van that was covered with dust. If it weren't for the flowers that were

dragged Susan out of the cow pen. It was shocking and frustrating at the same time to see the bride covered in dirt and cow dung. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early

beautiful eyes, without asking for help or complaining. It made me feel like I was sitting on pins and needles,

at me and said. "Don't think too much. Miss Reid, we've accomplished the purpose of our visit this time.

could I do what I wanted to? However, even if I

black trousers. Her messy hair

the two men who came to pick her