My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

During lunch hour, there would be crowds of people, all in a hurry. Many looked forward to enjoying a scrumptious lunch and pondered on how they could efficiently take their afternoon naps to cope with the heavy workload. Beggars were everywhere on the streets, so they didn't notice the couple at first.

Suanne knelt on the ground, she was pleading desperately for help.

"Please, please call an ambulance!"

"Sir, please give us some water. I know you're a kind man. I haven't had any water for three days. I'm dying..."

"Miss! Miss, please, help us, please, I beg of you, I'm begging you..."

"I'm down on my knees. Please save us. Please, save us..."

Some busybodies stopped and watched her. One by one, they gradually formed a circle around the couple.

Someone recognized Nathan as he asked, "Isn't that the world famous psychology professor Nathan Marshall who had returned recently?"

"That's his wife. Why is she so injured? Did she do something bad and got punished because of it?"

the police? They aren't going to die here,

you gone mad? Have you never watched a movie before? They were thrown out onto the street, so there must be someone watching nearby. If you help them, before you know it, the unlucky ones will be

big of a waste of time it will be if we help them. We

as they are, these onlookers, who had thought about lending

ordinary people, who he viewed as worthless, would be the ones to determine his life or

the square fell

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hear was a large advertisement that

It looked as though

than saving their lives. The volume of the advertisement's jingle grew louder

nine to five job, time was money. It was considered a waste of time to stop and watch them. One by one, the passers- by

off freely without looking back. If they were to recall the day's events, they might not even remember

wouldn't even be

like Nathan. People who dominated and

exploited the workers at the bottom of the chain. This is what has led to their situation right now, where