My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I smiled faintly, looked at her, and said, "You don't have to thank me. The Reid family has done me a favor. Although I am angry with Aaron, he is still my brother after all. Over these years, he has been with me through thick and thin, so I won't let him get taken advantage of by Eunice. He shouldn't settle down with someone like her."

She nodded and said with a hint of relief on her face, "If he finally meets the right person, I sincerely wish him a lifetime of happiness. Carney is his child. This is the truth. If he can find a suitable woman to get married to in the future, I hope that they can live happily."

Hendrix drove the car over. I said goodbye to Yana and got into the car. After being busy for a day, I was so tired that I fell asleep on the ride home.

When I woke up, I was already in the villa. I opened my eyes dazedly and saw Hendrix packing his luggage. Suddenly, I remembered that we were supposed to head to Asherton the next day.

Lying on the bed, I squinted at him and said, "There are clothes and daily necessities over there. You just have to bring some important documents."

He turned around and realized that I was awake. He looked at me and asked with a smile, "Did I wake you up?"

morning. I could not help but ask, "What time is the flight tomorrow?" "Nine o'clock, why? What's wrong?"

go to Ucrebury to get my identity card re-issued," I said. When I married Hendrix, I changed my residential

a second. He looked at me and asked, "Where did

cabinet. Wait, I think it's in the khaki handbag. I used it when I was issuing some checks to Sonia's mother. I don't think I remembered to take it out after, so it should still be in the bag. Check there. It's been too

up, went into the walk-in closet, rummaged through the bag and took it out. He asked doubtfully, "Since when did you keep a diary?" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

"No. I'm too lazy to do so. Why would I

diary from

a moment, I couldn't recall who it belonged to. However, a few seconds later, it was as if a lightbulb switched on inside my head. "That's Sonia's. Rita gave it to me when

"Sonia's diary?" Hendrix echoed.