My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 873

One who turned their head around after taking a few steps forward meant that one was unwilling to leave. However, after turning away, it meant that they would be forever gone.

At the airport.

I was going to take the plane, but after thinking about it for a while, I decided to ride a train.

The trip would be long, but the scenery would be worthwhile.

The train began to move, and I took out my phone. It was a big mistake to leave Hendrix without telling him anything. How could I leave without saying goodbye?

Sometimes, one couldn't say things verbally but could do so via text.

"Hendrix, I'm sorry that I left without saying goodbye. When I returned from Hovell, I thought I was cured and that I could stay with you, live happily together, but everything is so complicated. Things aren't that easy in this world. Even after the wound has healed, there will still be scars. Even if the scar doesn't hurt, it will sting the eyes."

"I went to the hospital to get checked. The doctor said that I couldn't get pregnant. It was like a dream. I lost the baby and the chance to be a mother. I don't blame you, and I don't blame Valerie. I can only bear this alone. Both of you are my loved ones and my family."

"Irvin told me that the baby wasn't suffocated to death when he was born. He was just deformed. I don't deserve to be a mother. He picked me as his mother and tried so hard to run after me, but I failed to catch him. Hendrix, please forgive me for leaving again. I hope that you will take care of Anne for me."

"Hendrix, I'm leaving. In the past, I thought that since I was injured, I would take revenge, but later on, I found out that doing so was just torture. I don't want to take revenge on anyone, nor do I want to curse anyone."

The train moved at a high speed along the forest in the mountains, full of flowers. It was so beautiful that it made one feel slightly suffocated.

In the next few days, I saw the lights of an unfamiliar city. I also saw green mountains and forests. Occasionally, I would pass by towns and villages, yet they were all gone in the blink of an eye.

It seemed that I liked the past few years just like before. Everything felt like a dream.

In that dream, I became a passerby in the end.

When I arrived at Andoland in the early morning, I found a hotel near the train station and rested for the night.

I fell into a deep slumber. When I woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day. I had to get a new phone number.

I went to a telecommunications company and changed my phone number to a new local one.

The reason why I had chosen Andoland was because someone had once told me that if I wanted to stay away from the hustle and bustle, Andoland was the best choice.

That place was far better than Hovell and it was suitable for one to peacefully settle down there forever.

The house that Monique had bought was still taken care of, and I left it under Anne's name.

After I changed the password, cleaned the house, and moved in, I became a little absentminded. Monique had come to Andoland with me that year, yet that moment had seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye.

Irvin had mentioned that the baby was buried in a cemetery in Andoland. It was probably because I had said in my dreams that I would bring him there to settle down.

It had been a long time since that dream. I had no recollection of it anymore.

May.

It was getting hot. On the way to the cemetery, many people were at the side of the road giving their offerings.

Andoland wasn't a large city. The pace of life in the city was slow. Most of the residents were locals.

Most of the people in Andoland still maintained the traditional habits and customs of the older generation. Although giving offerings in the cemetery was something that was not allowed, they still did it anyway.

However, the locals were happy. They refuse to change their customs, and the government couldn't carry out violent methods of enforcing the law, instead letting them be.

It had been a long time since that dream. I had no recollection of it anymore.

May.