My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2262

Chapter 2262

"Leave the adults affair to the adults. You're still young, all you need to do is to study well and grow up healthy. Otherwise, Aurelia would be upset. You're allowed to live your life, you don't need to live for us, understand?"

I patted Neal's shoulder with much gratitude. Even though I was touched, these values and lessons were still needed for a child to understand.

Neal sealed his lips tightly, not a single word was uttered, so I wasn't sure if he listened.

It didn't matter. There was still a lot of time, I could slowly teach him. After all, he was a boy, so it was probably better for Hendrix to speak to him. "In short, just do whatever you want to next time, there's no need to please others. The most important thing is that you are happy, do you hear me?"

"But I want to do this." Neal stubbornly looked at me. "I want Anne to be happy, can't I, Mrs. Roberts?"

In the face of such an innocent question, I was ashamed and speechless. Perhaps I'd been too sensitive. This was just a child that knew honesty and gratitude. There was no need for me to filter his every single action through the lens of an adult.

A child's World was pure. There were no ulterior motives, no entertaining anyone submissively. All they knew was repaying kindness with kindness.

Neal was just unwilling to see the woman who had allowed him a home upset, was there anything wrong with it?

shaggy head. "If you want to continue reading it, go

hint of joy and he heavily

and continued poring over the documents. His serious features lent

door, looked back, and helplessly

of a business wasn't even sure if this little rascal could recognize hisz numbers, yet he was already bum-rushing the adult world.

at his enthusiasm, I just couldn't bear to let him down. I just hoped that he

Not everyone was a genius like Wynn who could effortlessly absorb

rare night of well-rested sleep. I woke up at 8.30 in the morning and hurriedly made breakfast

take it anymore,

I was thinking,

Even with his right

at playing diva. But what to do? He was a patient,

always right,

why I was forced to appease him. "Guilty as charged, guilty as charged. I overslept. But look, I've got all your faves here, chicken pot pie, dumplings from

a glance, raising an eyebrow at me. "Let's

my lower lip and nodded in guilt. "Okay, fine, yeah. I mean, you have a serious case of picky