My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Seeing that Freya was rendered speechless, Cyril could not put up with it anymore. "Irvin, watch your manners!" Irvin acted as if he had not heard him. He turned around and called the servants, "Please see our guests off."

Cyril may not have had experienced getting kicked out of a house before. Being a young and selfassured man, he stood up and got ready to throw it down with Irvin, but Freya stopped him. Then, the two of them walked out together.

Watching them leave, Irvin stood there for a while before he shot a glance upstairs with an ambiguous expression.

I was lost in thought as I mused on their conversation. I came to my senses just in time and shrank my neck to avoid meeting his eyes.

Everything had been fine a while ago, but I grew increasingly depressed.

Though Freya and Irvin had been considerate of me from different perspectives, they both made the same choice - they did not tell me the truth.

I wondered if the memories hidden in the depths of my mind were really this unbearable.

Even if they were, I wouldn't have been conflicted and felt the pain if they weren't precious to me.

At this moment, I didn't even know whether I had the ability to bear the consequences of getting my memories back.

My days after that visit were long and tranquil.

I stayed at home like a housewife. Apart from going out occasionally to satisfy my food cravings, I spent most of

due to how peaceful my life was. Although I still couldn't gain weight, my spirit was no different from a normal person's, and I no longer spent two-thirds of a day sleeping. Irvin had

day, Freya actually called

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got excited when

a plain outfit and got into Freya's

soon as I sat down, Freya pretended to

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However, with each passing day, I found that we were running out of things to say to each other. Every so often, when I mentioned the past, he would unobtrusively change the subject. Even though I was aware that he

overreaction.

Irvin was not in a hurry to repair our relationship, which made

tell me, but after a pause, she swallowed back

the biggest shopping mall in

ordinary citizen, I was blown away by Freya when she nearly purchased all the new products in a boutique However, I was familiar with the process of picking goods while shopping. Our casual

at ease.

people I could communicate with were the servants. They treated me as Mrs. Granger, and I always felt that there was a big gap between

was a pleasant afternoon to me, but when we left the shopping mall, we found ourselves suddenly blocked by a group of