My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2012

He made me feel that telling the truth was the most difficult thing in the world.

My long-suppressed emotions finally broke through. I pounced on Hendrix like a mad woman and punched him in the chest over and over again.

"In these past six years, you simply stood by and did nothing, while you let your family destroy every shred of proof about the woman who gave birth to your children!"

"I've always believed that love was eternal. After going through so much, I still love you and have always been by your side. What about you? Do you still remember what you said when you found me again? 'Not all women are suited for me.1 So to you, I've always been unworthy of you?"

"You've known all along that I really am Arianna, haven't you? You're also the one who tampered with the DNA report. You wanted to turn me into another person, so that I could forget about the past and continue to be by your side. Is this what your plan is? You fickle, selfish man!!!"

"Speak up! I hate it when you stay silent! Uh..."

All that screaming failed to ease my surging emotions. I had lost it. I used up every last

bit of my strength and bit down on Hendrix's shoulder, as hard as I could.

I felt as though all of those accumulated emotions had evaporated from my body.

strength. My legs went limp and I

a pair of large hands caught me and held

struggled, but I could

up, my eyes met his. His eyes were a mixture of rage and quiet sadness from within, he looked like

then moved his face closer to mine. He

to the last shred of sanity I had, broke free from his embrace and grabbed his arm. I looked at him seriously. "Are you able

decide between me or the Marshall

Marshall family, but after having survived so many of their schemes and traps, it was clear that every single day of my life would be

difficult and painful it is to

more ruthless ways to solve things with the Marshall family six years ago, but he was hesitating. He was so

him and offered him more than enough chances to make things right.

six

endured everything in

stop out of good conscience. However, I had had enough. People that didn't deserve to be family, would never

those who had died truly understood what

Hendrix, but I didn't want to be controlled like a chess piece by his so-called family that knew