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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 183

My wrist started to hurt because of Aaron's tight grip, and his face darkened, "You're the same as me, Arianna, and you know it. You know very well that Hendrix doesn't love you."

His eyes fell on my belly as his tone turned colder, "Being pregnant doesn't change anything. As for Monique, you clearly know that she will leave you one day. You will become alone just like me. In that case, why won't you be with me? I'll give you whatever you want. We can move back to Hovell. We can start a small family there and live happily like old times. Isn't that good enough for you?"

My wrist still hurt. I frowned and tried to pull back my arm, but it was futile. I looked up at him, and I pitied him, "Aaron, there are many other people who are willing to live with you. Just stop bothering me, please?"

He sneered, and he looked as though he was in pain, "You don't understand!"

He was wrong. I understood him. Aaron was lonely and rotten on the inside, and he wouldn't seize the light even if it shined directly on him. It wasn't out of love that he couldn't let me go. It was because he thought that I was like Carol, who wouldn't chase him away no matter how evil or annoying he was. To him, the small house in Hovell would always be his home.

However, in fact, he belonged to no one and nowhere. He was on his own.

Suddenly, I felt a gaze on me. So I turned around, and I saw Hendrix standing by the main door. He glanced coldly towards Aaron and me.

I withdrew my arm from Aaron and kept a distance from him out of instinct. I didn't actually have to do that since Hendrix might not even care about it at all.

However, that had already become my habit over the years. I just couldn't stop being cautious.

"Go back to Hovell," I looked at Aaron and said, "I buried Grandma in Lager Mount Cemetery. If you missed her so much, pay her a visit."

I could see a hint of loneliness hiding under Aaron's stone-cold mask.

I paused for a while before continuing, "Aaron, the past is in the past. Looking back at the past will bring us nothing but grief and sadness. You need to move forward."

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