My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 712

All of a sudden, I realized that I could not hate Valerie because she was my mother. Hendrix was actually the reason behind all her wrongdoings.

If Andrea had not been the one to have returned to the Moore Family, all of this would not have happened.

Andrea was innocent, and so was Valerie and Hendrix.

Everything everyone did was out of love for the people they cared about. In the end, even if everyone emerged from this bruised and scarred, there was no way for them to truly hate each other.

Hendrix still wanted to say something, but I pushed him away. The past should be left alone because once probed, you wouldn't even know who to pin the blame on anymore.

I locked the door of the bedroom to keep the both of us separated.

He stood outside the door and did not say anything. He was unusually silent.

I did not know how to manage the hatred that still simmered in my heart. I began to think that perhaps I was just making a big fuss about

things.

That night, just as predicted by the weather forecast, there was heavy snow in Jarold City.

I sat on the balcony and watched the snow all night. My heart began to ache a little.

Everyone knew that they could not live like this, pretending as if nothing had happened. The places where we had been scarred would still hurt.

I leaned against the balcony in a daze. My phone started to vibrate; Evan was calling me.

Looking at the time, I was a little surprised. Why was he calling me at dawn?

Evan spoke before I could once I answered the phone. He sounded anxious and worried, "Mrs. Roberts, Mr. Roberts is in the Moore family's yard. Can you... come over and talk to him?"

I was startled to hear that. Why did Hendrix go to the Moore family's villa?

After a pause, I asked, "What's the matter?"

After hesitating for a while, Evan said, "Mr. Roberts said that he would atone for his sins, so he came to the Moore Family villa. It's snowing heavily and he's been there for a few hours. I'm afraid that his body won't be able to stand this much longer."

I shifted my gaze away from her and walked towards Hendrix. I stood behind him.

I did not say anything and just stood silently in the snow with him.

Evan's face, which had been filled with joy, stiffened for a short while.

Hendrix heard the commotion and looked back at me. His lips were purple and his voice was deep and hoarse. He said, "Go back and rest."

I pursed my lips and did not move.

He frowned and looked at Evan, "Send her back."

Seeing this, Evan felt a little helpless. He walked up to me. Then, he looked at me and sighed slightly, "Madam, please go back and rest. Your body is weak. You can't endure such torment."

I said, "Since we're already here, what's the point of going back?"