My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 164

Hendrix looked up at me in a daze and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

I nodded and sighed. He must have drunk more than his usual intake. I wanted to pour him a glass of

water, but he stopped me from getting up.

He pulled me down to sit on his lap and narrowed his eyes as he asked, "Where are you going?"

"To pour you a glass of water," I answered. He was acting like a child.

He nodded, "I'll go with you!" He tried to stand up, but he lost his balance and sat back down.

"Just be good and stay here, I will bring it to you," I could only coax him. He was already so drunk, yet

he still wanted to go with me.

I got up and poured him a glass of water, but he didn't take the glass from me, his arms draped lazily

beside him. I couldn't help but sigh at the sight of him like that. Then I raised the glass towards him and

said, "Open your mouth."

"Arianna," he squinted at me.

He stopped talking as soon as I started feeding him the water. I wanted to take off his shirt, but he held

onto me and said, "Don't move."

"Hendrix, you should go to bed!" I said as I checked the time at the clock. It was already midnight.

He nodded, then he stood up, "Alright, I'll head home then. It's dangerous to leave Arianna home

alone!"

I was dumbfounded.

"Just how much did you drink?" I murmured.

I pulled him back to the bed, and I held his face in my hands, "Hendrix, you are at home. Take a good

look at me. I am Arianna."

He opened his eyes and took a good long look at me. His gaze softened, and he raised his arm to

caress my face, smirking, "You've come to pick me up. Let's go home!"

It was clear that he had too much.

"Sure, let's go home!" I helped him up. I planned to take him around the house before coming back to

the bedroom. However, he brought us downstairs instead, and we kept bumping into each other along

the way.

Hendrix took us to the master bedroom. The big sandalwood bed in the bedroom was replaced with

tatami, which made the room more spacious.

The wall was decorated with our wedding photos, and a baby crib was placed by our bed. It looked

lovely.

They demolished the wardrobe and remodeled it into a walk-in wardrobe, making it more spacious and

comfortable.

I was so engrossed in the baby room earlier. I didn't notice the changes in our master bedroom.

He dragged me around the room and asked with a foolish smile on his face, "Do you like it?"

"I do!" I said. He must have remodeled the room's color palette to a warmer shade to suit my

preference.

Soon after he showed me around in the master bedroom, Hendrix passed out on the bed from his

drunkenness.

On Monday.

Hendrix tended to wake up earlier on a working day. I had nothing else planned for the day, so I went to

the company with him.

Kelsey looked much better when I saw her again in the office. She needed that time off.

When she saw me, she smiled and said, "Director, can we have a talk?"

I nodded and led her into the office.

I had known Kelsey for a couple of years, and we shared similar aspects in our personality and temper.

I gestured to her to sit down and said, "Our company has already submitted our auditing report. Next,

you need to pay extra attention to Advancer Tech. My belly is getting bigger, so there will be times ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

when I wouldn't be available."

She was rubbing her knees, visibly nervous about something. After a while, she looked at me and said,

"Director, I'm here to resign from my position."

I was taken aback. After a while, I said, "I thought you wouldn't give up this position so easily. After all,

you have been working hard for such a long time."

Everyone would make mistakes, but they could always correct their mistakes. Kelsey didn't need to

resign.

She didn't say a word. Getting anxious, I asked, "Why did you come up with that decision?"