My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Anne was always very slow to warm up to outsiders, especially men. Other than family members, she seldom got close to other men. What magic did this teacher have?

After thinking for a while, I called Freya on the phone.

"Hello..." Freya's voice was hoarse, as if she had just woken up, or she'd just had a hangover.

"Freya, are you alright?" I asked with concern.

"I'm alright, what else could happen to me? I was just beat from yesterday. The company just opened, and I couldn't reject invitations to socialize last night. I haven't woken up yet. Tell me, what's the matter," Freya said as she panted heavily. I couldn't tell whether her words were true or not.

Thinking of Hendrix's words, I suddenly felt sorry for bothering her. "Forget it, I'll wait until you sober up."

"No, don't be so shy. I don't know when I'll answer the phone again. Hurry up and tell me." Freya's voice gradually became a little irritated.

I said, "Well, I want you to help me check on a Mr. Clark from Anne's school. I feel that something is

wrong."

"Mr. Clark? Okay, I got it. You can wait for my news. Is there anything else? I'm hanging up

a second before I heard the beeps from the receiver. It was

saw Freya again. She was still full of energy, being the center of attention wherever she went. We were at a cafe near her

sat down, Freya threw me a bombshell and said, "I'm getting divorced." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

minute, I just frowned and looked

very relaxed. She raised her fingers to stir the coffee in front of her, as if she was talking about something else. "In fact, as you can see, we've been apart a lot this year. There's been a

acted like this, the

cut the knot and preserved her dignity. She did not want to reveal the despicable truth behind the failure of her marriage and blamed it on differences in personalities.

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she could already feel that her marriage would not

"I've asked someone to check on Mr. Clark. There's nothing wrong with him. He's from Jarold City and has been teaching at Anne's school for quite a while. He's young and has a

I

go of the spoon. It clanged against the rim of the cup. "Don't be like this. You've divorced. Now that I'm here to accompany you, you should be happy. From now on, we will depend on each other. Let