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."

and didn't

meant.

my life, I am more than grateful for that. We can live a happy life together for the rest of our days. You've

but

no one knows, and live our own life there. I've thought it over; we don't owe anyone

out

long to live, but I had children with Hendrix. I

years. It's time to stop, and lead a

were deep in our own world of

Aurelia and the father-daughter locked eyes with one

lifted the child up. He said to her, as

smiled faintly. "You have to keep your

I ever lied to you? Let's get ready. We're going to the Marshall family." "Hmm?" I looked puzzled, "Shouldn't you be preparing to hide? Are you... okay with going to

Hendrix