My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1993

After making sure that everything had been taken care of, I turned around and pretended to be calm, "Don't you know that taking a bath is a private matter?" "Yes," Hendrix didn't shift his gaze away as he answered, "We already have two children. Why would you be bothered about that?"

"You..." Great. He actually remembered what I said this morning.

With just that single sentence, I was speechless.

I looked at Hendrix, who was as calm and indifferent as ever, as though he was the very incarnation of justice.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. The corners of my mouth curled up into a malicious grin, and I immediately came up with an idea.

Making sure that Hendrix was still looking in my direction, I adjusted my composure and gave him a charming look. I crawled halfway out of the bathtub and stuck to the edge of the tub, throwing him seductive glances.

"It's so boring bathing alone. Are you sure you don't want to join me? After all, aren't you the most intimate person to me in the whole wide world?"

I raised my hand and rested it on the bathtub while water dripped from my arms. As I stroked the edge of the bathtub, my eyes sparkled, making me look even more attractive. "Are you sure you won't come over?"

The warm water was soothing and welcoming, and the room gurgled with an ambiguous aura. What man could withstand such an atmosphere and remain unaffected?

With that, I leaned my face against the bathtub and chuckled, waiting for Hendrix's reaction.

He stood still, leaning on the sink. His deep eyes were filled with infatuation as though they had been set on fire and was about to make a move.

side of the tub, grabbed the bathrobe on the

upper body was covered up with the

Hendrix's indistinct voice rang out in the bathroom, "If you stay in there any longer, the dishes will

When I threw the bathrobe off my head, I saw him walking out of the bathroom without looking back. I was so mad that I threw the bathrobe on the

He was no fun!

downstairs, the dishes were already served on the table. Aaron

sat down, and we began to

table and when he was at the company. He had a serious expression on his face alf the time. In terms of aura, he could pressure his

didn't seem scared of

want chicken

I want that one in front of

want some

table was

throughout the

Wynn was much quieter. He sat still, slowly and

probably rooted in the environment they grew

she was treated like a little princess,

since he was young, Wynn had been by Hendrix's side, so he

the