My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1945

"Seems so."

Andrea must have followed me for such a long time that she knew that Irvin and I were inseparable, so she dealt with Irvin to get to me.

There wasn't any grievance or enmity between them. If there was even a shred of humanity in her, Andrea wouldn't have acted so recklessly. As I thought about it right then, perhaps Andrea had been in the car that had suddenly appeared in front of us.

Andrea had gone insane. She was convinced that I was "Arianna". As long as she could send me to my death, she didn't care about the safety of others around me.

It seemed that I had to prove my identity. If the police couldn't convict her, I would probably have to live walking on thin ice from now on.

At the same time, I was curious as to how much hatred actually existed between "Arianna" and Andrea, which caused Andrea to want to exact her revenge by any means necessary.

The police collected my testimony and immediately arrested Andrea. As she was very careful, it took a lot of effort to investigate the matter and officially prosecute her.

What was astounding was that a powerful influential figure was supporting her from behind the scenes. A few days later, Andrea once again appeared on the television screen.

The day Andrea got released from prison was the same day that Irvin was discharged from the hospital.

and returned to the ward, I saw

black single strap dress with her blonde hair behind her shoulders. Those who didn't know her would think that she was about to be interviewed on

stood up to greet us, "It seems that your injury wasn't that serious after all. You've recovered so quickly? Well, at

I went overboard with that car accident. Shall we all just take a step

so dismissive, it was evident that she wasn't

She was

face sank as I asked her coldly, "Who let

lovely potice, of course." Andrea shrugged her shoulders and loosened her grip on the fruit basket. She leaned forward arrogantly as she warned us with her grim voice, "As long as I'm alive, you'll never lead a peaceful

it in anymore, "I am not Arianna. Even if I was, you don't have

crossed in front of her

was just the appetizer. You should look forward to

that, she turned

with her high heels clicking on the floor, her body swaddling about. As she walked, she shouted out, "Arianna, we'll meet

she was

her victory

to calm down. Before I could step forward

wrist and