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.

with Freya, so I changed

"Where are you

personal matter." I think he might have misunderstood. This was

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

bring Wynn along?"

son to travel alone with a woman whom he had only met a couple of

could it be that even he couldn't tell whether I was Arianna or simply

Hendrix's eyes flashed with

impatience. He then said

not going

going to

explained hastily. "I'm going to see

the driver and the car ready," Hendrix said

Wynn had found his microcomputer and

so narcissistic? "Wynn?" I

continued to look at the camera at an angle. From my perspective, he

down

asked