My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"She's that child I told you about earlier. Her name is Abby. Let her stay with us for a few days first," I said.

He nodded and said with a sigh, "You brought her here. Do you have any plans for the future?"

I shook my head. To be honest, I didn't know what to do. I never refused to bring her here just because I saw her parents' attitude toward Susan and the other children. I knew that with my limited ability, I would not be able to help them much. All I could do was to bring Abby away from that place.

When Hendrix saw the expression on my face, he didn't say anything more. Turning around, he headed into the kitchen and said, "Go and wash your hands. I've made some of your favorite dishes. Let's see if they suit your taste." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I was surprised when I heard that, and led Abby to the kitchen. Hendrix brought out the dishes that he left in the warmer and put them on the table. They were all my favorite. I took Abby to wash her hands and helped her get seated at the dining table.

It was a call from Pedro. I froze for

phone and said, "Dad, have you had dinner

all her internal organs will be damaged. At that point, we really have to exchange life for a life. Although the

were right and reasonable. However, if I really did this, I would definitely feel guilty for

at the dining table, Hendrix waved his hand at

tomorrow and bring her to Sleinport. Take good care of that child. We'll talk about it when we're

put the tableware in front of me and reminded me again,

sideways glance and asked cautiously, "Madam Reid, do you

food to her bowl and replied, "Yes,