My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Anne pretended to get up and look at Aurelia seriously, "If you insist on waiting for Neal, then he'll be separated from his parents. In this case, maybe we might also be separated from mommy and daddy

tomorrow. Are you sure you want that?"

"No I don't!" Aurelia cried out. "I don't want that! I don't want that! I don't want that..."

Wiping away her tears, she then reached out to hug Anne. "I'll go to bed now, I don't want to leave mommy and daddy!"

"All right!"

Anne picked up Aurelia and secretly winked at me. She then comforted her as they went upstairs.

As I watched them disappear up the stairs, I brought myself to ask Hendrix.

"Mr. Roberts, where is your dignity as the head of the family? You should know your principles as a parent and as a father. So why did you retreat when faced with a minor problem like that?"

He brought his thumb and forefinger close together. He gestured to show how close he was to something.

Hendrix leaned back and looked down at my hand. He smiled and said, "It's a minor problem for you, but that's not the case for me. I've tried so hard to get close to Aurelia for a very long time. I can't let all that effort go to waste."

After a brief pause, he pulled my hand away and approached me. He deliberately lowered his tone and narrowed his eyes. "Besides, who say I'm the head of this family?" "You rogue."

continued. I pushed him away and ran back into the room. While the girls were busy washing up in the bathroom, I quickly found the remote control on the bed and hid it in my closet before I then laid down on bed, feeling very

expected, Hendrix began inching his hands around after the lights went off. It didn't take him long to start

in the darkness looking for the remote control. I let out a long sigh of relief and fell asleep. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

with Neal was already settled. However, it was very obvious that Aurelia had lost her smile in the past few days. She wasn't interested in her food anymore and she would be

Freya was the one who'd practically raised her, I thought that she would have more experience on how to deal with

after our call ended, her car was already at

dried twigs on the grass. She placed her

Finally, there was someone

back. She shrugged and walked towards me, saying that there was nothing more she could

Oliver and yet you can't deal

I say? Just explain the situation to her,

always works with disapprovingly.

kids,"

Freya said

her out of it. If those methods had worked, she wouldn't even

her parents by her side growing up, she would have been able to have normal friends, instead of Aaron who was busy looking for me while pursuing his career. Out of desperation, he raised her at home and treated her like a princess. If all of that

all, Hendrix and

too worked up by it. There's always a way. As the old saying goes, whoever starts the trouble should

that we