My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1968

Chapter 1968

Hendrix narrowed his eyes. The corners of his mouth turned up into a wry smile, looking as though he had seen through me.

It was useless to continue being stubborn. So, I walked into the restaurant with a flushed face.

Hendrix sat in front of me and handed me the menu.

I widened my eyes in surprise. "Since when was he so kind?" I thought to myself.

I glanced down at the menu and said, "You order. I'm not a picky eater."

Hendrix didn't say anything and ordered a few simple dishes.

Hendrix had a lot on his mind. Therefore, while waiting for the food to be served, he didn't size me up as he usually does, which was really rare.

The food was served in no time. I put down my phone as my gaze swept around the table. I was surprised.

Half of the dishes were spicy.

I asked, "Do you like spicy food?"

Not too long ago, I made food for him that tasted bland, and he really enjoyed it. I thought to myself,

spicy

a thought flashed across my

accommodating to my

bug me. I could no longer sit comfortably. It was as though thorns were

so considerate? Was this part of

was trying to figure out whether I had fallen for his scheme, I heard Hendrix's deep

but

accommodate my tastes

the dinner. I didn't

was calm. His appetite was also larger than what I'd

hour traffic, the way home

with the microcomputer Cyril gave him earlier today. He

time I saw him.

"Wynn."

out, only to get an uninterested response from him. His eyes never left the screen as his little fingers flew across the

Wynn and

up at me with a grin. After greeting me insincerely, he

in coding. In just a few hours, he was already able to operate the programming software skillfully on his new laptop.

help but take a seat beside

while, I found it

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