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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 452

"Lunatic!" Andrea was at the peak of her rage. With a look of savagery on her face, she said, "Arianna, if you won't let me have it easy, I won't let you off the hook either."

In the end, this was my territory. Although she was angry, she still did not cross the line and left strutting out the house in her high heels.

Before leaving, she turned to me and glared sinisterly at me. "Arianna, what I can't have, you won't have either."

I kept calm and only looked on emotionlessly as hatred surrounded her being. My drowsiness from earlier was long gone, and all I did was stare blankly at the door.

"You're really gifted when it comes to offending people." When Nerissa saw Andrea leave, she looked at me and remarked sarcastically. Apparently, she had been watching the fun from the sidelines, obviously not thinking of this as a big deal at all.

I looked at her indifferently and had no intentions of responding to her.

She didn't get angry despite seeing that I was ignoring her. She continued, "Andrea is a vengeful woman. You either make d*mn sure she can't turn the tables, or make sure she won't be able to see the light of day again. Otherwise, if you just leave her half dead, you will have a hard time in the future."

I looked at her indifferently, "So, you want me to straight up kill her to keep her mouth shut?"

In this world, aside from the dead, I didn't know who else would not be able to turn the tables.

She looked at me and smiled coldly, "You can also try getting her to do it herself."

Well, that was downright evil!

I stopped replying to her. My stomach was still hurting a little, so I went into the kitchen and asked Minnie to prepare some ginger tea with brown sugar for me.

While chatting with Minnie, Hendrix called. His voice was as clear as ever as I heard him asking through the phone. "Are you home? What would you like to eat? I'll bring some back."

Vengeance had improved my appetite greatly. I generously listed out all my cravings to Hendrix.

"I'll be home in fifteen!"

The call ended, and Minnie looked at me as she said with a smile, "Arianna, you and Mr. Roberts are much closer to one another now. When spring comes and you have another child, you'll be able to live happily ever after as a family."

My mind went blank for a second, feeling like a deer in the headlights. Another child?

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