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 food

thought flashed

to

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

considerate? Was this

to figure out whether I had fallen for his scheme, I heard

but there was something about him that was

did accommodate my tastes

throughout the dinner. I

appetite

avoiding the rush hour traffic, the

microcomputer Cyril gave him earlier today.

time I saw him.

"Wynn."

an uninterested response from him. His eyes never left

behind Wynn and caressed

grin. After greeting

already able to operate the programming software

help but take a seat beside him and

found

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