My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hendrix had always treasured his parents' belongings. There was no reason for such a mistake' even the servants did not clean it up.

I squatted down with curiosity, carefully sweeping away the broken glass before picking up the frame. Only then did I clearly see Hendrix's parents' wedding photo in it.

Since only Hendrix and I had been here recently, it meant that Hendrix had broken this.

But how could it be?

To avenge them, Hendrix did not dare to slack off at all. He was encased in hatred day and night, not having a day of true happiness. These were the few photos that he had left of them, but they were abandoned here.

As I was lost in thought, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. They were quiet, but I was sure that someone was approaching.

There were many who wanted to hurt me, but I wouldn't be targeted as soon as I left Jarold City, let alone in the old estate.

I calmed down and slowly turned around with the frame in my hand.

and Hendrix was staring at me expressionlessly. His eyes were as

me as if he was looking at an

you here

visited the mansion most frequently, so it was

been staying at the Reid

He lowered his gaze, and his expression turned even colder. I realized he wasn't looking at me, but at the photo frame in

me a few seconds to realize that I should hand him the photo frame. Hendrix was stunned for a few moments before he reached out to take it into his hands. Without even looking

me." Hendrix's voice was

intelligent person was tantamount to

eyes. "Since you didn't want to tell me the truth,

"I've already

the rest. That's why I shouldn't do anything and watch you take the risk alone, right? Hendrix, this isn't your own matter. Why should you be the only one to take full responsibility for it?" After keeping my thoughts to myself for such a long

me now? You've worked with everyone to create a seemingly flawless truth, but do you genuinely think that will be so dumb as to not even know whether I

normal arrangements in peace?"