My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 20

Josiah knitted his brows as he stared at me. His dark eyes were scrutinizing me as if he was trying to

know the truth.

I was composed. I sat quietly and let him size me up.

After a few moments, he parted his lips and agreed, "Okay!"

"Thank you, Doctor Saunders!" There was no need for explanations when dealing with smart people.

With just a knowing glance, they would understand everything.

After the waiter served the dishes, he glanced at me and asked meaningfully, "Miss Reid, you're smart.

Have you been laying low?"

I chuckled. "I'm flattered. It's just a way to survive. Besides, Hendrix and I are not fit for each other. It's

not the right time to have a baby."

He tried some food and he seemed very satisfied. He turned his attention back to me and asked,

"When are you going to leave?"

I was taken aback. I looked up to meet his eyes. In truth, I was shocked. I was planning to get rid of the

baby before filing a divorce. I planned to leave Ucrebury but I was not sure where I should go.

To my surprise, he guessed all my plans.

I put down the cutlery and paused before replying, "Maybe in two months. I haven't decided where I

should go."

"You can go to Andoland. It's a great place to live," he suggested. He seemed to be full. He set down

his cutlery and wiped his lips elegantly with a napkin.

It was a good suggestion. I nodded and responded, "I will consider it!" Although Andoland was not as

prosperous as Ucrebury, it would be great for slow living. Andoland would be an ideal place for living.

The dinner was supposed to be my treat. However, he paid the bill in advance. We left the restaurant

together and I stared at him. I promised, "I owe you one. I'll treat you next time!"

He turned over his shoulder and replied, "I hope we can have our next dinner together in Andoland."

I was stunned. I merely smiled because I did not know how to answer him.

It was getting late and I should go back. I was walking to my car when he suddenly asked, "Have you

decided when you're getting the surgery?"

I turned to glance at him and nodded. "Tomorrow!"

Since I made up my mind, I should get it done as soon as possible.

He nodded and looked at me. "Does Hendrix know?"

"No, he doesn't!" I shook my head and added, "I don't intend to tell him!"

He frowned but did not express any opinion.

I started the car and noticed that he was standing beside his car. I did not want to speak more, thus I

bid him farewell and drove back to the villa.

Ten minutes later, I pulled over at the entrance of the villa. I did not get out of the car. Instead, I took out

the divorce papers that Kelsey gave me.

I was a little uneasy. Initially, I thought that I would only sign it if Hendrix decided to threaten me with a

knife to my neck. Unexpectedly, I would take the initiative to sign the paper.

I was not worried about the dividing of assets. Hendrix was always generous. He promised me the villa

and Roberts Group's annual bonuses.

I found it funny as I read the documents. Perhaps, Hendrix assumed that I married him for those things

in the first place. He probably thought that I would agree to the divorce if he gave me everything I Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

wanted.

After pausing for a long while, I signed the papers.

I went into the villa and noticed that the hall was dark. I changed my shoes and reached out to turn on

the light. Suddenly, I saw a man sitting in the cold hall.

I was shocked. I was uneasy when I met his bottomless eyes. I could not tell what he was thinking.

After calming down, I stared at him and asked, "Why didn't you turn on the lights? Have you had your

dinner?"