My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hearing the word 'death', Aurelia was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth and did not dare make another sound.

Though the method was slightly inappropriate, it was effective.

If it were me, I definitely couldn't bear to frighten the child. Indeed, Freya was quicker to take action.

Freya looked as if she read my mind as she stood up and shrugged her shoulders. "Look, sometimes there's no gender difference between parenting styles."

I could not help but shake her head. Poor Oliver. He had probably been intimidated by Freya for the past six years. Luckily, he was a boy with a stronger mind. A girl may have felt incredibly wronged. But joking was the last thing this situation called for, so I kept silent.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Neal finally opened his eyes slowly and looked around weakly.

It was different from the first time I met him. This time, I saw the will to live in his eyes.

As soon as he regained consciousness, he stubbornly struggled to get out of my arms and leaned against the back of the sofa.

He twisted his body, and the wounds on his body were strained. He grimaced and gritted his teeth because of the pain.

him up. "Don't

not reply. He kept his eyes fixed on the

of the Roberts and respected me. He would not

on the sofa beside him, letting him sit in a more comfortable position. Neal knew of my good

his eyes darted from one corner to another, as if he was on alert

any loud noise could stimulate his

frightened and helpless little animal in front of other, and we were more or less responsible for that. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

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would frighten him twice, so I said quietly, "Neal, tell me. How did you

and remained silent for a long

adult when he was only a child a little taller than Aurelia. It was already

speak. It was naturally inappropriate for me to proper further. could

the hospital

wounds.

hand from the edge of the sofa, gave him the lollipops she had prepared, and said seriously, "Neal, it