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Chapter 263
Chapter 263
"Mrs. Roberts, shouldn't we go over and greet Mr. Roberts? He should be done talking about business
with Miss Burton in a while. We can even go back with him together later!" Hilda suggested while
eyeing me anxiously.
She was very careful with her choice of words. But I didn't think Andrea would ever talk business with
Hendrix.
I took a few more mouthfuls of dessert, and raised my eyebrows at her, "We don't need to go to him
anymore. Hendrix is already coming to us."
In just a few words, Hendrix had already come to our table. He was looking at me with furrowed brows.
"You've only been discharged from the hospital. Why aren't you resting at home?"
Resting my chin on my hand, I looked in Andrea's direction. She seemed emotional, and I wondered
what they talked about to have driven her up the wall.
However, it was possible that she simply didn't want Hendrix to notice me.
"Aren't you afraid that she'll be angry if you come over like this?" I narrowed my eyes at
Hendrix.
His brows still knitted, he called my name in displeasure, "Arianna."
I sat up straight, and I started to get irritated. "I can hear you perfectly. You don't have to speak so
loudly," I said, and I put down the spoon in my hand. I looked at the desserts left on the table, and their
tastes could no longer stimulate my appetite.
I sighed. It was such a shame to waste them.
I ignored Hendrix. Instead, I turned to Hilda and said a little apologetically, "I'm sorry, but I can't eat
anymore. Can we take it away?"
Hilda glimpsed at Hendrix's sullen face, then back at me. Under such circumstances, she could only
nod, "Of course! I'll have someone to pack them for us."
Then, she got up to ask the waiter to put the untouched desserts into bags.
Hendrix was still standing beside me, and it was beginning to get on my nerves. Therefore, I stood up
and told Hilda, "I'll wait for you downstairs."
Hilda didn't say anything else but only nodded. It must be awkward for her to be caught between
Hendrix and me.
I went downstairs and straight out of the cafe without stopping. As soon as I stepped out of the cafe,
the torrid heat hit me. I found a spot under a shaded banyan tree near the door, and I stood there to
wait for Hilda. A short while later, Hendrix exited the cafe, and Andrea was following behind him.
Andrea looked like she could start crying anytime.
"Why did you refuse my mom's proposal? You know that she's right! Are you willing to sacrifice your
future just for a child?" Andrea choked.
Hendrix ignored her. Instead, he walked straight towards me and looked at me, "We should go. Get in
the car."
"You can go ahead if you're busy. I'll wait for Hilda," With that, I glanced at Andrea. She was still behind
him. And I smiled at Hendrix, "I don't think Andrea is done talking with you. Please, don't mind me.
Carry on!" "Arianna!" Hendrix got a little worked up. "If you have anything to say, we'll talk at home."
I nodded earnestly, "Yes. If there's anything we need to sort out, we can proceed on the bed when
we're back home. We have plenty of time for that. Meanwhile, I suggest you give your time to Andrea."
"Arianna, you-" Andrea flustered. She looked at me with a red face, "You are outrageous!"
I was very confused. "Andrea, how am I outrageous? Hendrix and I are a married couple, so it was only
natural for us to talk things at our home-on our bed, even. What's wrong with that? Oh, don't act like
you're still an innocent maiden. You're pregnant! You should be well aware of what would happen
behind closed doors, aren't you? Tell me, how is this outrageous?" Content © NôvelDrama.Org.
Andrea glared at me in embarrassment and annoyance. "Arianna Reid!"
"Enough!" Hendrix warned. He turned to look at Andrea and said, "I'll have Evan to take you home."
After that, he pulled me away.
While I was pulled away, I noticed Andrea's eyes were almost swollen. So, I said while trying to free
myself from Hendrix's grip, "Hendrix, let go of me. Can't you see that Andrea is crying? You should go
back to her."