My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1961

While I was dressing him, Wynn said, "I don't like school. The children are all so childish. They don't even know what a settlement is..." I nodded absent-mindedly, but I secretly felt shocked. This kid knew nothing about self-care but was so well versed in computer science. In fact, I didn't understand anything about the things he was talking about!

I was worried that my IQ would be put in question, so I quickly pushed him out. "Hurry up now. Don't be late!"

As soon as we walked to the door, we bumped into Hendrix, who was heading out for work.

We looked at each other, and I was stunned on the spot. The atmosphere felt a little awkward.

"Mr Facism!" Wynn was in a very good mood. He ran straight towards Hendrix and turned around haughtily. "Madam Reid put this on for me!"

"Mm." Hendrix didn't seem to mind him referring to me that way. He replied and raised his head to look at me, his expression was indifferent. "Its Sunday today." "Oh." I was still mad at him over what had happened earlier this morning and said grumpily, "So?"

"So he doesn't have to go to school today."

I was speechless. I looked at Wynn helplessly, expressing my awkwardness from being tricked with the aggrieved look on my face.

But Wynn didn't understand me. He thought that I was just making a funny face. He winked at me with a smile and giggled.

I rolled my eyes secretly. There was probably going to be a lot more of this in the future.

appointment with Freya, so I changed the subject. "I'll be

"Where

he might have misunderstood.

straight ahead and said slowly, "I'll be traveling to a neighboring city this afternoon. You have to stay with Wynn. You should have told me your schedule beforehand, my plans take priority

I bring Wynn along?"

son to travel alone with a woman whom

that even he couldn't tell whether I was Arianna

Hendrix's eyes flashed with

impatience. He then said

not going

Wynn along? Are you going to leave him here

meant..." I explained hastily. "I'm going to see

the car ready," Hendrix said as he

Wynn had found his microcomputer and

always so narcissistic? "Wynn?"

the camera at

squatted down in front

asked seriously, "Your