My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 574

He knitted his brows and felt a little helpless, "Why are you so stubborn? Things have come to this, so it's useless to keep struggling. Do you think about Anne every time you push all of us away like this?

I looked up at him and said calmly, "Yes, things have come to this. All I want is to be left alone to get my bearings straight and to calm myself down. Why can't I do this?"

He was left astounded and speechless for a moment. After a long while, he sighed helplessly, "Okay, I'll give you some time to calm down."

I came to Jarold city because of the Al product for the Granger Group I'd been following up all this time. If I suddenly left, it wouldn't be good for me to not inform them.

I also had to say goodbye to Charles. I would live in Hovell in the next few years and I wouldn't be able to take Anne around for a while.

Four years had passed.

Time passed in a blink of an eye. I had bought an old house in an alley in Hovell, though it wasn't right calling it an old house.

After all, it had been renovated and looked as good as new.

The house was not big, with only two floors and four rooms, but the yard was relatively large and there were walls between the houses.

The environment and weather in Hovell were great. Most residents were retired expats and came here in hopes to live an idyllic life.

The yard was large and there was plenty of space for children to run around in. I watched Anne go from swaying side to side unsteadily to learning to walk. Now, she was able to walk quickly. She grew little by little with each passing day.

The more time passed, the easier it was for me to start letting things go.

When I first came to Hovell, Anne was not used to the environment. She always woke up crying in the middle of the night. I couldn't make her feel better no matter how hard I tried. I could only cry with her whenever she cried.

After that, I fell seriously ill. Anne who was one at the time and had become more sensible and well-behaved as she understood my emotions.

Hovell was a remote place. I looked for a job when Anne turned three.

On the first day she was sent to the kindergarten, she grabbed my hand and said, "Mom, you must pick me up tonight. I'll wait for you."