My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

As I thought of what happened during our meal the evening before, I muttered to myself, "Irvin doesn't seem to like Hendrix and his son."

"Haha... It'd be strange if he did," Freya said, laughing.

"What did you say?" I asked, not understanding what she meant by that.

"Nothing," she replied, changing the subject, "What do you think of his son?"

"He's a very interesting boy," I quipped. Thinking of Wynn, I could not help but squint my eyes and chuckle. "He even called me his mom in the past." Freya's expression turned serious in an instant. She looked at me gravely and said, "You are his mother."

Silence overtook the room.

It was so quiet that even a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

It took a long time before I came to my senses. I opened my mouth and stammered, "Freya... you can't joke about this sort of thing."

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She seemed to have expected my reaction as she collected her composure and added genuinely, "I swear, everything I said is true."

to waver and tip over like a scale

this bizarre news that completely knocked the wind out of me. Hendrix had never even declared the identity of Wynn's mother to the public. How could it

Hendrix and I?

was the truth, then why would I be engaged

Freya mean to say that Irvin had been

held onto the cup to

Even when you did, it was to deceive others, but the truth was, the both of you loved each other deeply." "Ding!" A sound rang

over my cup onto

napkin and wiped it hurriedly, but I gradually stopped. "I know you don't have

could finish my sentence,

"Arianna?"

I turned my head

me as if I was

Who let her

Frey a said that, the woman was already standing in front of me.. Her face, which was covered thick makeup, had hatred painted squarely across it. Due to the proximity

between us, everything seemed