My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 141

"If it's the former, no matter how the girl responds, you don't deserve to be with her. If it's the latter, then NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

you should appreciate the girl more, as it's not easy to find someone whom you can share a simple joy

with." I continued saying.

He looked at me and asked, "What about you? Will you still love Hendrix if he lost everything one day,

and that he's no longer the CEO of the Roberts Group?"

"No if s!" I interrupted him. Our food was served to us at that time, so I went to heat up the pot.

The phone in my pocket vibrated.

After grabbing a bite, I answered the phone. "Arianna," A deep voice came through the phone.

It was Hendrix. It seemed that he was out of the emergency room.

"Yes," I responded. Seeing that I was on the phone, Sawyer got up and went to the stall owner for

some drinks.

"What are you doing now?" Hendrix asked, his tone showed that he was not in a good mood.

"I'm eating hotpot." I answered honestly since there was nothing to hide.

He sneered, saying sarcastically, "You're amazing. Your husband is in the hospital, but you're out there

eating hotpot. Arianna, you really are amazing."

I pursed my lips, "Mr. Roberts, since you sound so angry, it seemed to me that you're doing fine. At

least you won't be dying anytime soon."

He must be just fine as he could still find fault in me.

Sawyer came over with a few bottles in hand and said, "I got us some drinks. You can eat as much as

you want."

I gave him a thumbs-up. It was a pity that he wasn't the one operating the roadside stall instead.

"Who are you with?" Hendrix asked as soon as he heard Sawyer's voice over the phone.

"Mr. Clark from the Brilliant Audit," I replied, a little annoyed, "What else do you want from me, Mr.

Roberts? If there isn't anything else, I'll hang up."

"Arianna, I'm your husband. Shouldn't you come over and take care of me now?" Hendrix sounded

really mad.

I replied impatiently, "Mr. Roberts, I believe Miss Burton is taking care of you right now. If I were to go

over, would you be able to handle your wife and your mistress fighting each other? Although you are

strong- willed, you're still a patient. So, to make things easier for you, I won't come over. Take care, and

bye!"

I hung up the phone and switched the phone to silent mode. Then I continued eating and chatting with

Sawyer.

Two hours later, the food street was getting more lively. After Sawyer paid for dinner, he looked at me

and asked, "Would you like to walk around?"

I shook my head and said, "Let's go home." I wasn't interested in walking around.

Seeing my reaction, he didn't say much. He just cocked his brows and then led me back to the car.

Fortunately, he didn't drink any alcohol during dinner, so he sent me home without any problems.

He parked the car at the main entrance of the villa and said to me, "If you ever end things with Hendrix,

I'll take good care of you and the baby. I'll never let you or the baby down."

I laughed and said, "Thank you, but that day will never come. It's getting late, go back earlier and have

a good night."

I had to let him drive my car away as his car was still in the office building.

When I walked in the villa, I was surprised to find Andrea.

She was packing Hendrix's clothes in the living room. Minnie was likely to be occupied with something

else as she wasn't there.

Our eyes met. She saw me but she didn't say anything, and she just continued to pack Hendrix's

clothes.

I took out my phone and saw that there were a few missed calls. They were all from Hendrix.

I ignored the missed calls and dialed the emergency number.

After a while, someone picked up the call, "Hello, Hovell District Police Department. What's your

emergency?"