My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I turned to look at Hendrix. With his eyes squinted, he seemed ready to make his move. He had a disdainful but also proud look on his face. It seemed as if he was saying, "You'll have to listen to me when it comes to teaching our children."

The moment I sighed, the door swung open from the inside with a loud thud.

Wynn glanced at me and saw Hendrix standing behind me. His bright eyes were glued to the ground as he left the room with his head down.

I crouched down to his eye level. My hands grabbed his arms as I asked with a smile, "Wynn, aren't you hungry? Why won't you come and eat? If you don't, Aurelia won't be able to enjoy her dinner. You don't want her to starve do you?"

Wynn shook his head and replied softly, "No I don't, but I made a mistake. If I make a mistake, I must be punished."

"Well..." I pondered for a moment and pretended to sound serious. I nodded and said, "You did make a mistake."

Wynn hung his head even lower and didn't dare to reply.

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"I shouldn't have talked back to daddy." Wynn pursed his lips. Feeling aggrieved, he continued, "I shouldn't have said that daddy was wrong.'

"So, since you've put it that way, you think that daddy is right and I'm wrong?"

"No," Wynn immediately looked up at me and nervously explained, but he couldn't put his finger on what exactly was wrong here. "That wasn't what I meant. I..."

so upset that tears started welling up

your thoughts. Neither your daddy nor your mommy is always right. We make mistakes too. Only by pushing people to improve, can

back his tears. He pulled away from my arms and asked, "Is

glance at Hendrix from the corner of his eyes. But when he

very hard for a long time to bring both you and Aurelia into this world? Daddy suffered a lot to protect us. He may have a bad temper, but he's a man of indomitable spirit. Tell me, Wynn, having a father like him,

without hesitating,

patiently continued, "Today, in the car, you called daddy a fascist. Is that the right

Wynn shook his head, he

in relief and asked him with a smile, "What should you

pondering for a

"Daddy, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have called you a fascist. I was wrong. Can you

was really easy to communicate with a child who was intelligent from a

sighed and

was still sulking but responded slowly,

He forgave Wynn.

still, however, impossible for him to let things

After he said that, he