My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The elevator door opened at the same time as lan hung up his call. Ian looked at Hendrix and said, "Hendrix, I'm serious. You have to take her to Mesville." After that, he left in a hurry.

I got into the car with Hendrix, and soon, he ignited the car engine. I looked at him several times. I wished to ask him how he knew, but I was terrified that I would expose the truth myself. Therefore, I fell into silence.

At the intersection of the traffic light, lan stopped the car as the light turned red. He looked at me from the corner of his eyes, and his voice was low and magnetic as he said, "It's too much to go to Mesville. Both you and the child won't stand it. We're going to Jarold City two days later, and I have already contacted the doctor."

I was stunned. After a moment of hesitation, I parted my lips to ask, "When-"

"The doctor told me during the last prenatal checkup. Besides, I noticed it when you went to soak yourself in the rain."

He accelerated the car. Sighing slightly, Hendrix continued, "It's okay if you don't want to tell me. Everything will get better."

I nodded my head, feeling a little exhausted. "Since we're paying our respects to Grandpa tomorrow morning, come with me to the yoga center in the afternoon. The instructor requested that the father-to-be come along and practice together. Some moves need extra care and protection."

He nodded, "What would you like to eat for dinner?"

was really sleepy. So, I closed my eyes and

still a little dozy, so Hendrix didn't wake me up. Instead, he carried me back to the bedroom and put me on the

very deeply that

out of the bedroom. I saw that the lights in the study room were on. So, I

voice came from

door open and saw him reading the documents on his desk. Walking up to him, I saw the company's backend system was on the computer.

and a smile appeared on his weary face. "It seems that you didn't waste your time in Roberts Group.

were more

just lowered his head and signed on a few documents. I have nothing to do, so I sat next to him and looked at the computer

mark in the lower right corner of the computer. I couldn't help but exclaim, "Hendrix! A hacker has

computer. Instead, he stared at me with surprise. He frowned and asked, "You

monitor again. The red exclamation mark was still there. Hendrix seemed to have the intention to let others see

my senses. He put such problematic data in the backend system of the company on purpose.