My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hendrix was not interested in bringing up trifles. After he sent the couple away, he focused on pleasing his little princess and said, "Daddy has punished the person who hurt Neal for you. Will you forgive me now?"

"Well..." Aurelia pursed her lips and didn't reply. Her small eyes rolled around, and I wondered what she was planning with her quick wit.

Hendrix straightened his back and frowned slightly. "It's something still to be considered?"

"Yes!" Aurelia giggled. It sounded like she was in a better mood. She grabbed Hendrix's fingers with her hands and rubbed them against him. "Dad, let's take Neal home. Don't leave him alone, okay?"

When Hendrix heard this, the smile on his face dissipated considerably. He swept a helpless glance at me before turning to look at the child on the bed again. The next second, he got up and led Aurelia to the bed, looking down at him.

"Why didn't you call for help?" Hendrix asked.

Neal was silent for a moment and replied hesitatingly, "The people who left me behind have never appeared again."

It sounded heart-wrenching to hear such words coming from a child's mouth. He was only six, yet he knew that there was no way to force a reunion in this world.

He looked calm on the outside, but he silently chewed on the suffering he experienced and pretended to swallow it.

I believed that what he said had come from the heart. It was probably how all abandoned people

longer so resistant to Aurelia's

time would likely do nothing much to help and

a long

on, you are a member of the

be

entangled in his eyes, but it was evident that he

and walked over to me. He wrapped his

have the ability to convince the Madam." Sᴇaʀᴄh

"You..."

into this? If I disagreed, wouldn't I become the villain? "Mommy, say

I could finish my sentence, Aurelia, the princess whom no one could afford to provoke, came to me

didn't seem to be in a position to refuse, but I felt that Hendrix had cheated me. I was in a daze and

the