I looked up at him as Hendrix was getting a little too much. I said, "It's your fault. What do you mean by 'is that okay with you'? It sounds like I'm forcing you. What's with that tone of yours?" Hendrix still replied patiently, "What kind of tone do you want me to use then?"

Evan was driving the car, and I couldn't help feeling a little playful as I said, "Mr. Roberts, will you do exactly what I ask you to?"

Hendrix raised his eyebrows while playing with my hand as he said gently, "Nope!"

Exasperated, I retorted, "You were just trying to coax me like a kid, weren't you?"

He smiled faintly, and the smile on the corners of his lips was particularly pleasant, "As long as the child here is happy, I don't mind coaxing her!"

I glared at him, "You're the kid here. I don't need you to coax me."

When we returned to the villa, it was already a little late in the evening. I went straight into the bathroom to take a bath. Hendrix sat on a fancy chair to read the book that he supposedly hadn't

finished.

couldn't help myself from walking over to him. Sitting

the smell of alcohol on me. He frowned slightly and

leaned against him and argued, "I didn't drink much. It was Linda and Naomi who drank so much. I was just accompanying them.

Looking stern, he reminded me, "Unless you are with me, you aren't allowed to even drink a sip

lips and muttered, "You're just being

hand to wipe my hair for me, saying, "Since you've acknowledged your identity as Mrs. Roberts, I

wiping my hair, so I stopped

I couldn't help but ask again, "Are you still going to

anything about it, I was feeling anxious about the Milton Group continuing

with his voice sounding faint

a hum, still a little

raised his eyebrows, replying, "You should ask

that way. If the Lancille Village project was about to start,

back to Jarold City as he held my shoulder and said,

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