My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Freya thought about it and said, "Well, you should go home and get some rest. When you get better, come and visit me and my child. You must come to the baby shower. You're to become like his elder sister from now on, so you have to come no matter what."

My mind went blank for a moment before I realized that the child and I were technically of the same generation. I couldn't help but laugh and say, "Sure, I'll definitely come!"

After I hung up on Freya, I felt a little better. The lights in the villa were still lit and Fiona was tidying up the kitchen.

When she saw that I had come home, she came out to welcome me as she enquired, "Madam, why did you come home so late? Where have you been? Sir has called home several times to ask after you and he was so anxious at not being able to reach you that he came back in a rush. Hurry up and go look for him."

She raised her hand and pointed to the second floor, signaling me to go upstairs to take a look. I was stunned for a moment as I thought, "Hasn't my phone been switched on the whole time?"

Why couldn't his calls get through? Scrolling through my phone, I found that Hendrix's number had been moved to silent notifications. It was a touch screen phone so it must've been done by accident.

I went upstairs and found Hendrix in the study room. The lights were dimmed, and his back was facing me as his tall figure stood facing the French windows, looking lonely and empty.

"Hendrix!" I called out in a low voice as I felt guilty. He must have called me many times.

still in front of the window as if he hadn't heard me. However, the room was

to apologize, "I went to the hospital and saw the

turned suddenly and looked at me, his eyes dark and deep as the bottomless sea, "You seem

short circuited. I

tinge of coldness in his voice as he said, "Even without Anne, you still would've left without hesitation, wouldn't you?" I frowned,

asked calmly, almost as if he had managed

pursed my lips and said, "I met him at the

to smoother, the frizzy hair

he hid it very well, I

young adult books I had read in my youth had said that only a woman who left her man at the pinnacle of their relationship would

its true meaning, but as I pondered on it at the moment, I found it to indeed be

all. I wasn't going to be able to reproduce, and it was inconceivable for the Roberts family to not have descendants.

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