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.

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 their arguments.

world. Even if men are more capable than women, women still play an essential role in a family. This was why Madam Petty's death brought the collapse of their family. Mr. Edward couldn't hold on all by himself and followed

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

understood the relationship between a husband and wife. Marriage was what tied them together as a unit. If something happened to either of them,

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no one could stop him from being stubborn. Even if I told him about it directly, he. would find an excuse to

him that I wanted

be much calmer than the first half of my life, and that it might pass in the blink of an eye,, every time Hendrix held back from me, I'd end up thinking that

this, I felt the one.

days were, they would still be