My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I picked up my hot cocoa and took a sip. I simply told her everything. "Freya, in fact, I ran into Zachary while he was shopping with that woman. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to accept it, so I kept it a secret and didn't say anything. I'm sorry."

Freya looked up at me with an indifferent expression. "No wonder Emma has been avoiding me recently."

I was a little embarrassed and explained, "Well, you see, Emma couldn't hide things, so she had to..."

"Forget it," Freya said as she waved her hand to dismiss the matter. "Tell her that she doesn't have to try so hard to find an excuse to avoid me now. Everything's settled."

"You really don't blame us?" Although I knew her character, I was still not sure.

Freya let out a long sigh. She put down the coffee cup in her hand and looked at me with a serious and calm expression. "Actually, you can tell me directly. There's no need to bother. I already know about Zachary and that woman." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

she meant was that she knew even before the

would have realized if there was something fishy about him. Moreover, you couldn't fake love. Even if you pretended, it would show. I pursed

eyes were shallow and her expression was sorrowful and cold. "I hate betrayal the most, but it just so happened that I was the product of my father's betrayal of his family. Perhaps this is

yourself?" I felt uncomfortable. My chest felt stuffy, as

concessions. Since Zachary has made a choice, I'll

is still long. You haven't met the right person,"

luck?" She paused, and her expression became more serious. She said seriously, "This kind of thing is impossible to

making a fuss. But after experiencing so much,

how to restrain them within the framework of life. Of