My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

In the warehouse, Irvin had saved me like a hero. Then, he saved my life in Lancille Village again. Although I pushed him away cruelly every time, I couldn't deny that all the incidents happened. The memories still rang vividly in our minds.

I couldn't even say a word of gratitude or apology. These words were too insignificant. I knew what he wanted, but I couldn't give him that.

I couldn't bring myself to say sorry, even though I knew it was what I owed him. After a long silence, I told him, "Shirley is a good girl. Treat her well, and don't let her end up like... you!"

There were countless possibilities in life, but also countless twists and turns. I knew that no matter what, there would be regrets. When we grew up, we always regretted that we didn't cherish our young days and enjoyed the moment. These regrets piled up to be the most precious and interesting treasures in our memories.

That's right! Life would be dull if there were no regrets.

I drove

another woman so that he could settle down and live the rest of his

beyond my control. The only thing I could do was to hope that everything would turn out

at the villa, I received a call from Hendrix. He seemed to have fallen asleep, and his voice was a little hoarse. "You didn't go

down on the bed. "I wanted to go, but I forgot about it when I

and said, "It seems that Mrs. Roberts misses me. What did you

cold-hearted and distant. But now, after being together for a long time, I discovered that he had a more approachable

that?" He asked. His voice was still a little hoarse as if he had

taken any medicine?" I asked. I thought that if I were free the next day, I would go to Asherton to be

the plane. It's