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.

said had come from the heart. It was probably how

so resistant to

do nothing much to help and since we had no experience with this, all we could do was keep him company

long time, Hendrix's

on, you are

mother. You will be siblings

he heard this. A flurry of emotions were entangled

let go of Aurelia and walked over to me. He wrapped his arm around my

have the ability to convince the Madam." Sᴇaʀᴄh

"You..."

person. How could he pull me into this? If I disagreed, wouldn't I

my sentence, Aurelia, the princess whom no one could afford to provoke, came to me and grabbed at me, pleading for

be in a position to refuse, but I felt that Hendrix had

lifted the quilt and