My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

As soon as I had comforted Anne, I got up and went upstairs.

Before entering the room, I sensed something and turned around. Around the corner, there was a huge vase, it was about half a man's height. A small segment of children's clothing was sticking out from behind it.

While only a small part of the clothes were visible, it was enough to reveal who it was.

I pretended not to have seen anything, calmly turned the doorknob and entered the room.

No one was in the room. I could hear the shower running from inside the bathroom. I walked over and leaned against the bathroom wall, speaking loudly to make sure that he could hear me. "You know, that kid Neal, he's so curious. He seemed to be watching us whilst we were negotiating with Quinn and the others."

Or perhaps Aurelia had told him to do so, I wasn't sure.

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I pursed my lips and decided to get right to the point. "Why did you send Josiah away?"

was the one who had trouble accepting Josiah. Hendrix had always believed that his brother would turn out to be a good person, so why the sudden

as I finished speaking, the bathroom door swung open. Hendrix came out, wrapped in a bathrobe as he wiped

was sitting on the sofa as he said

my hands

and said, "Even so, don't you realize what the

"What

Anne for much longer than we have. Aside from that, he has proven to us that he bears no ill will, and since Anne likes him, there was nothing for us to worry about. "Come here." Hendrix patted the sofa next to him and

a somewhat impatient manner, I turned around and

hand over my shoulder and forcefully turned me over. His bony palms began to massage

the sores on

heaved out a sigh of relief. We had such a hectic time at the hospital. Even though most of the time was spent standing and sitting around, we never

used to having Josiah around. However, didn't you see them earlier? When it came to

nodded. I had to admit that Hendrix's conclusion was reasonable.

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his forte, and Anne had yet to gather enough experience. It was inevitable that Quinn