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..."

tears started welling up

you should stand by it and express your thoughts. Neither your daddy nor your mommy is always right. We make mistakes too. Only by pushing people to improve, can they learn the truth about things. Today, you've made your own judgement and expressed your views. That

and held back his tears. He pulled away from my arms and asked, "Is that true? Was it really

his eyes.

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

nodded without hesitating, "Yes,

had understood the general idea, I patiently continued, "Today, in the car, you called daddy a fascist.

his head, he

sighed out in relief and asked him with a

for a bit,

his lips, and solemnly apologized, "Daddy, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have called you a fascist. I was

with a child who was intelligent from a young

sighed and stood

still sulking but responded slowly,

He forgave Wynn.

still, however, impossible for him to let

I was going to do. After he said that, he was about