My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Aaron gasped in pain and pinched the space between his eyebrows to protest. "I'm a patient. Can you be gentler?"

Emma was indifferent and picked up an apple to peel it.

Aaron felt snubbed and tried to find a way out. "Don't mind your sister-in-law. She's jealous. What did you cook? Take it out."

I quickly got up and set up the table on the bed. "I made some stew and two light dishes. The doctor said you should watch what you eat."

As expected, Aaron would not be able to enjoy any good food for the next few months.

Aaron didn't mind it at all, probably because he didn't want to make me feel guilty. He scooped up a spoonful of chicken stew and put it into his mouth. "Hmm, there's progress. Arianna, you can take full charge of my patient meals from now on." Feeling a lump in my throat, I subconsciously nodded my head like a rattle-drum and said, "Okay, I'll cook all sorts of dishes for you every day."

Aaron calmly accepted your offer. "Thank you so much. Haha..."

of his

neck to talk back. "If you are willing to cook for me, I can also

Emma rolled her eyes, and Aaron immediately gave in. He put his head

condition. He was still the young master who behaved like a gentleman in front of his close friends.

of consideration that the couple gave me. After all, there was

thought that avoiding this topic would be a conventional tacit understanding, Aaron mentioned it straightforwardly. He did not play by the

time, I will never let him have the chance

helplessly and wiped his mouth roughly. He moved

move." Emma then used

wiped his face again and again. Finally, she examined him

ease. "Launching a surprise attack? They should ask around how I, Aaron, have survived to this day. Those thugs would be finished