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!"

in a strange

then

corridor was filled with

son getting along, I couldn't help but smile. My heart was

the bed, I thought about

So, I called Freya.

that I was looking for

emotions from being called "Arianna" and kept calm. "I have something

I'll tell you everything I know." I heard the sound of a door closing

be more indirect. "About Hendrix, what kind of

I was with him, I would always be passive. If I wanted to take the initiative, I had to understand what

of the line, Freya was silent for

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 the time, outsiders like us don't know what

I breathed

about how to explain this." After thinking for a while, Freya came up with a conclusion. "He is incredibly talented, and is very insightful, but he does

ability to recognize pretentious

batches is really lacking..."

man in the country, he was very