My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Isn't that your employee's job?"

I placed a grape into my mouth and chewed it as I said this..

"You're such a workaholic. You do everything by yourself, twenty-four hours a day isn't enough for you. As Freya said, money makes money. There is no end to earning money. With our current assets, we won' have to worry about food and clothing, we can simply rely on our dividends."

"Don't forget, you said you'd stay by my side for the rest of our lives. You told me you'd take care of me and protect me. If this continues, you'll be gone long before me."

That would be much too cruel.

I suddenly remembered a summer from my childhood. My grandmother would hold me in her arms in the garden every night. She would tell the same story about Mr. Edward and about a woman who was their neighbor over and over again.

marriage, they quarreled a lot. Mr. Edward had always complained about Madam Petty's figure, saying that she was too fat for him while she would say that he was very arrogant and didn't care about his family. They would go on and on every day. Every time, he would gain the upper hand in

families. But Mr. Edward's death gave everyone a wake-up call. We live in a very big world. Even if men are more capable than women, women still play an essential role in

knew was that people would leave when they've reached old age, some just left earlier than others. But eventually, everyone

now, after becoming a wife myself, I finally understood the relationship between a husband and wife. Marriage was what tied

had changed a lot

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could stop him from being stubborn. Even if I told him about it directly, he. would find an excuse to justify¶t. I could only use

intended to tell him that I wanted him to be with me until

the future would be much calmer than the first half of my life, and that it might pass in the blink of an eye,, every time

I felt the one.

days were, they