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.

not his fault. After all, this

so I repeatedly stared at the image of my

watched and watched until I eventually

no major change in the weather in Mesville during the winter. The sky was grey as if the end of the world was

door and went downstairs, intending to have a good

empty, except for a few foreign servants who'd arrived

me here, but they didn't prevent me from escaping. I didn't know whether it was because they took my child away and had no

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

was very clever. As soon as I sat down, he served me the

had been paying close attention to Irvin's every movement

last night, I had

staring at me like this, I can't help but feel that you are about to

lips without looking up at

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

me with his dark eyes, he said with a faint smile, "That you would choose