My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Evan found an old document with Irvin's grandfather's signature on it, but I'm not sure yet."

Hendrix was a man who liked to keep a low profile. If he was not more than 80% certain of something, he would not tell me about it.

It was no wonder that Irvin kept telling me to be wary of Hendrix. He must have known what happened that year, so he'd tried to confuse me before Hendrix told me anything.

I was not used to suspecting others with malice, especially Irvin. However, contrary to my belief, he was not the person I'd thought he was.

All of a sudden, Evan's voice came from the other end of the line.

"Sir, we're ready."

Hendrix murmured a response and hung up the phone. "I'll call you tomorrow..."

I brought the phone in front of me and saw that it had returned to the dialing screen. Looking at the only call record, I had mixed feelings in my heart.

Hendrix was not worried about my situation at all.

fault. After all,

phone, so I repeatedly stared at the image of my baby on the laptop,

watched and watched until I

change in the weather in Mesville during the winter. The sky was grey as if

door and went downstairs, intending to have a good look

except for a few foreign servants who'd

me from escaping. I didn't know whether it was because they took my child away

were upturned in a gentle smile, which made him look like a

clever. As soon as I sat down, he served

had been paying close attention to Irvin's every movement and

to Hendrix on the phone last night, I had been trying to figure out if Irvin had really

I can't help but feel that you

closed his lips without looking up at me, but his

I regained my senses. Then, I calmly said, "I don't understand. What do you

he was doing and raised his head slowly. Then, staring at me with