My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1959

His sparkly eyes and childish voice had me smitten.

When I looked at Hendrix's malicious face, I realized that even though his facial features were handsome, he most certainly was a playboy.

In comparison, his child, who was holding on to me, was perfect.

Thinking about this, I didn't bother about being elegant. I tried my best to break free from Hendrix. As soon as I got free, I squatted down and kissed Wynn on the face. "Wynn, you're the best!"

To rile Hendrix up, I deliberately kissed him loudly.

Then, I swaggered over to the bedroom.

Behind me, Wynn hadn't give up and continued standing on his tiptoes coquettishly towards Hendrix. "Daddy, I want you to hug me like Madam Reid did!"

Hendrix replied calmly, "Madam Reid?"

Wynn pouted. "Yeah! Madam Reid, hugs please!"

sure?" Hendrix said in a strange tone. "No

of silence passed, then Wynn understood

entire corridor was filled

I couldn't help but smile. My heart was filled with an

on the bed, I thought about the pile of documents from earlier and

So, I called Freya.

surprised that I was looking

best to control my emotions from being called "Arianna" and kept calm. "I have something to talk to you

know." I heard the sound of a door closing

moment and decided to be more indirect. "About Hendrix,

always be passive.

Freya was silent for a moment and didn't answer right

that she was aware of my intentions and felt a little guilty about it. "If it's not convenient for you to say so, it's fine." "No," Freya said solemnly. "It's just that my understanding of Hendrix isn't as clear as yours. You're the one who understands him best. Most

tell me." I breathed out a sigh

Freya came up with a conclusion. "He is incredibly talented, and is very insightful, but he does love you. When you're in

ability to recognize pretentious

batches is really lacking..."

man in the country, he was very capable and had vision. There