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

passed, then Wynn

him up. The entire corridor was filled with Wynn's

son getting along, I couldn't help but

sat on the bed, I thought about the

So, I called Freya.

surprised that I was looking

tried my best to control my emotions from being called "Arianna" and kept calm.

tell you everything I know." I heard the sound of a door closing on Freya's

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

with him, I would always be passive.

the other end of the line, Freya was silent

"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 he's up to. I can't

I breathed out a sigh

okay. Let me think 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 love you. When you're in danger,

ability to recognize pretentious

batches is really lacking..."

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