My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Aurelia was well protected in the past, but because of this, she had very little experience with things. If she treated every random outsider she liked at first glance preciously, she would suffer in the future. Of course, that was only in the future when the current situation was indeed our fault.

Hendrix's eyes flashed with a hint of awkwardness. He turned to look at Neal, who was lying on the sickbed. After a quick examination, he was about to speak when the door to the ward suddenly opened. The Hillers walked in with a lunchbox.

"Oh, Mr. Roberts is here as well," Amy greeted him fawningly before lifting the lunch box in her hand and walking towards Neal. "Neal, I prepared some chicken soup for and porridge for you. Have some." Then she put the lunch box on the table and opened the lid to take the food out.

"No, thanks. I've already eaten." Neal refused mercilessly. Even his tone was full of disgust.

Amy paused when she heard that, and the smile on her face froze. It took her quite a while to react.

After adjusting her mood, she put the food back with a wide smile. "Eat it when you're hungry then. Your dad brought this lunchbox back from abroad. The food will be kept warm for the whole night, there's no rush."

Since the couple entered, Neal had been frowning with an uncomfortable expression on his face.

wounds on his body were probably the work of these two

started to tell us, "Mr. and Mrs. Roberts, we're sorry that we've caused you so much trouble today. I'll be here

lowered his gaze and

to do with us, we brought him back from the orphanage, so we should continue upholding justice for

make Neal's life better in the future. Whatever

walked to

and sat down. He crossed his legs, put one hand on the armrest, and picked up the remote control to

as he finished speaking, Evan came in from the door. After bowing and greeting us, he took out his mobile phone and started using it in front of the

electric current flashed across the screen. The next second, an

scene was that of the Hillers' house. The person recording walked straight into the master bedroom from the door. He quickly opened the vintage wardrobe on the left and skillfully pushed away the men's clothing. We then saw the broken and irregular holes in the wall. Strangely, the

pushed the board aside and found a

torture on the ground. There were leather, steel, wooden sticks, and chains. sᴇaʀᴄh

but the screams of a child being whipped resounded in my