My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1971

I had always wanted to recover my memories and fill the hole in my heart, but I was a little overwhelmed by his show of sincerity and enthusiasm.

Aaron and Hendrix each had their own version of the story. The identity card Irvin gave me also clearly stated the name "Ariane Reid". I didn't know who to believe.

"You don't believe me?" Aaron's voice sounded much clearer now. He saw right through me.

However, after he said that, I felt a little relieved. I looked up at him and said seriously, "I'm sorry. I really can't make a decision right now."

I looked down at the folder on the table. I stretched my hand to caress it and said with a bitter smile on my face, "To be honest, I've seen this so-called DNA test report more than three times this month alone, and each of them stated a different result. In a situation where even science cannot be trusted, I don't know what else is."

Aaron fell silent for a moment, deep in thought. His head was hung low, his forearms bracing his knees, he had his fingers clasped together. Then, he said, "You don't trust me."

He took the words right out of my mouth.

The main reason why I'd trusted Hendrix and believed that I wasn't Arianna was because I couldn't accept that her family had ignored her for six long years.

If the fact that they didn't care about her could be covered up by saying it was an accident, a simple misunderstanding, then it meant that being related by blood wasn't that important to them.

After losing my memory, every day felt like I was walking on thin ice. However, thanks to that, I had nothing to lose and was able to face everything.