My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1986

Hendrix stared at me with some uncertainty. After a while, he relaxed and walked out of the door.

Evan was stunned as he watched Hendrix head straight for the stairs, he wasn't able to say anything. I deliberately cleared my throat to remove any notion he had of snitching on me.

While waiting, I quickly washed up and changed my clothes. When I went downstairs, Hendrix had laid out some food on the table.

The plate was tossed onto the table and made a loud clatter.

As I walked towards the dining room, Hendrix kept staring at me.

I looked down and raised my eyebrows. Even though Hendrix had only made some simple dishes, they looked like they came straight out of an advertisement with the same color, aroma, and taste.

I felt my appetite growing as I pulled out a chair. I said while eating, "We'll be having some guests over tonight. I'll leave them to you."

Although the food from the hotel was good, it couldn't compare to a home-cooked meal. I intended to let Aaron bring Aurelia home so that they could take care of each other. I could also spend more time with them.

Initially, I thought that Hendrix would agree to this. But as soon as I said that, a familiar deep voice replied, "No."

You insisted on cooking every time we had guests so that they could admire your skills." Hendrix's face was blank, but his eyes looked sharp. "I've lost my memory, not my mind. The Reid family

for me to argue

strong logical reasoning. No wonder Nathan changed his mind to allow Hendrix to take over

no matter how

Hendrix had

that sided

in the last

my face, and had lost my appetite. put down my utensils and asked leisurely, "In that case, why did you cook

wife," Hendrix said calmly.

every bit of

it sounded harsh to

down my cutleries, got up,

and asked, "Where are you

hear him and rushed off,

of my thoughts, he shouted more firmly at me. "It is also a husband's right to know the whereabouts of his

assumed that he was a lawyer, given how he loved talking