My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I flashed her a small smile, "Thank you for the trouble. We would like to be alone with the children."

"Sure," the sitter smiled and left.

I walked up to Wynn and was overwhelmed with love and affection for him. I reached out and held him in my arms.

It had only been a few months but his face had gotten rounder and sturdier.

Hendrix seemed to be worried that his daughter would feel left out. When I turned around, Hendrix already had her in his arms. His eyes were filled with tenderness and his movements as gentle as a dove. The wrinkles between his brows naturally disappeared.

I heaved a sigh of relief.

Children were indeed the purest beings in the world. They had the great power to ease people's worries.

"Hendrix," I called his name softly. He looked over with a faint gaze. I continued when his eyes met mine, "I'm fine."

didn't

meant.

We can

not reply, but his eyebrows furrowed

my head to tease the child, and I avoided his eyes inadvertently, "Don't take Aaron's words seriously. We'll find a place that no one knows, and live our own

they could always hide. There would always be corners out of Nathan's reach in this

to live, but I had children with Hendrix. I could love him

It's time to stop,

world of thoughts, a

locked eyes

suddenly smiled and lifted the child up. He said to her, as

"You have to keep your

turned clear and bright. "When have I ever lied to you? Let's get ready. We're going to the Marshall family." "Hmm?" I looked puzzled, "Shouldn't

really," Hendrix said with