My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hendrix shook his head with a scornful smile. He obviously had no confidence in what I had said.

I narrowed my eyes and decided to launch my attack, looking at him with a smug grin. "Oh... Mr. Roberts, you're so against me going out, I see. Are you planning on locking me up at home like a caged songbird?"

Although I thought highly of myself, I was indeed not young anymore. Compared to those young, gorgeous girls, I was certainly no match for them. However, I didn't think that women should completely cut off all social activities, whether it was before or after pregnancy.

Due to this misconception, it was frowned upon for women to get pregnant just when they had just started a new job as it would impede the company's progress and efficiency.

I had handed over most of my work at Roberts Group at the start of the year. Now, I was free. If I gave up on socializing, I was afraid I'd be too lazy to even take care of Anne. Wouldn't I be a completely useless person by then? Would I even be a person?

Hendrix's eyes lit up when he heard what I said.

He instantly turned around to look at me with an inexplicable gaze. Then, with that handsome face of his, he said with a smirk, "That's a good idea..."

I was speechless.

have such a thought. I was ashamed and pissed off at the same time as I grabbed the pillow from behind and threw it at him. "Don't even think about

housewife, even if I was one, I could still leave the house at times and personally pick Anne up from school. If I was locked up, I wouldn't even be able to

Hendrix's thoughts might be even more extreme. He probably wouldn't even let me get

ease. He held it in his arms

always have a childish side. Teasing

be really frustrating. But it was also because of that, life could be interesting and that it wouldn't be as boring living together as a

I couldn't do anything to him, I pulled

and slept with my back

and yelled, "You can sleep alone

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I had no right to complain that Hendrix was childish. Anne had grown up so much, but I would still throw tantrums in

my natural personality showed. People had their childish, unreasonable side sometimes. Even when I made a fuss and