My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Sheridan pursed his lips and drove the car without saying anything. After the car entered the highway, he suddenly said, "Do you hate your parents for not being by your side all these years?"

I was taken aback by his question. After all, with my understanding of him, he was someone who rarely asked about trivial matters.

I gave him a small smile and answered, "I would be lying if I said that I didn't hate them. However, I am grateful that I was brought up by my grandma and I got married to Hendrix. Although my current life is not the best, I still have the motivation and passion to live my life to the fullest. Thus, I should be grateful to my parents for bringing me into this world. They probably experienced a lot of difficulties and hardships which led to them abandoning me. However, I still have so many things to look forward to in life, so I no longer hold a grudge against them!"

He stared at me and said with some guilt, "I am also responsible for what happened back then. I shouldn't have kept your father in the dark about your existence. If I had told him the truth, perhaps you would've been brought back to the Moore family earlier."

It was all in the past, so I didn't care about it anymore. I smiled faintly, "Mr. Lawson, most of the time, everything that happens to us is already fated. Don't dwell so much on all the 'what ifs'."

a drastic change after

stopped talking. We had no control

had left early in the

the car, I was greeted by a strong chilly breeze. Abby was still drowsy as she had

helped her with her luggage and walked through the dirt road. Fortunately, it hadn't rained recently and the dirt was

could hardly see where the entrance was. Seeing that the sky had already turned

was familiar with this place after all. She stood outside the door and shouted for her parents. Fortunately, the dark door

for a moment and then answered delightedly, "Amanda, it's me. Madam Reid brought me back."

the flashlight on and we came face-to-face with a seven-year-old child. He couldn't help asking, "Kid, where are your