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!"

said in a

then

entire corridor was filled with Wynn's cheerful

father and son getting along, I couldn't help but smile. My

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

So, I called Freya.

surprised that I was

to control my emotions from being called "Arianna" and kept

heard

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

a problem. When I was with him, I would always be passive. If I wanted to take the initiative, I had to

line, Freya was silent

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 of

I breathed out

while, Freya came up with a conclusion. "He

ability to recognize pretentious

batches is really lacking..."

was very