My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 270

Hendrix valued relationships more than his responsibilities. So, unless his love for Andrea was beyond

his responsibility, Hendrix wouldn't trade me in.

Valerie put down the teacup on the table, a little too forcefully. She said, "True. Hendrix doesn't need

any help. But aren't you afraid that someone might put a spoke in his wheel? Although I'm not powerful

in Jarold City, I'm sure you know that the Moore Family could easily do it, right?" Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

It was a threat!

She was blatantly threatening me.

I pursed my lips and looked at her, unmoved. "Do youthink that I'll leave him in exchange for his

future?"

Valerie raised her eyebrows at me and asked, "You don't care for his future... Does it mean that you

don't love Hendrix?" She thought about the possibility and, smiling, continued, "Well, things will be

easier to manage if you don't love him anymore. Leave him with your child, and I'll provide you enough

funds to live freely for the rest of your life. I can also transfer a couple of companies under your name.

If you want to work, you can go manage the companies. If not, you can hire professional managers and

collect the annual dividends. On top of that, if you run out of money in the future, come to me. I'll give

you pocket money at any time."

I listened to her offers, and I couldn't help but feel that the riches' was indeed hard-hearted to think that

money could solve any problems.

For a moment, I felt that if I didn't take her offers, I would be too ungrateful.

I thought about my reply for a moment, and I finally parted my lips to say, "I would seem ungrateful if I

refuse you right away. Can you give me some time to consider it, Madam Lawson?"

With her brows still cocked, Valerie smiled in satisfaction and said, "Of course. I'll give you until next

weekend on Andrea's birthday. If you agree to my offers, I'll send a lawyer to meet you. If not, I hope to

see you at Andrea's birthday party before eight at night."

"Why eight?"

"Because I'll announce Andrea and Hendrix's engagement at eight o'clock. And their engagement

would be a legal one," Valerie was confident when she said those words.

At this moment, I was envious of Andrea for she had such a good mother who would go this far for her.

"Alright," I answered.

After we had sort of concluded the discussion, there was nothing else to talk about between us.

Therefore, Valerie didn't stay any longer and left.

Perhaps because I was getting nearer to full term, or maybe I just wanted to escape the reality, I got

tired more easily, and I loved to let my mind wander.

When Hendrix came home from work, I had been sitting in the living room, daydreaming. It was

sweltering hot during the day, and I sweated a lot.

Seeing that my forehead was covered with sweat, Hendrix raised his voice and asked, "Are you

planning to kill yourself and the baby with a heatstroke?"

I raised my eyes to glance at him, then I looked away indifferently without a word. I got up and went

straight back to the bedroom to rest.

I didn't want to talk to him, knowing that a fight was inevitable if I had started talking to Hendrix.

Not long after I returned to the bedroom, Hendrix caught up with me. He searched through the

wardrobe and found a long loose white dress. Throwing it at me, he said, "Dress up. I'm bringing you

out with me."

"I don't want to go out," I was tired, and I honestly wanted to stay home.

"Aunt Nerissa called and invited us to have dinner with them. It's Yohannes' birthday, and it's only a

family dinner," Although Hendrix wasn't forcing me, the way he said it had made me feel like I must go

with him. If not, it would seem like I was being rude. After all, Nerissa and Yohannes were families.

I sighed, reluctantly put on the dress, and did some light makeup.

On our way to Grangers' manor.

Hendrix glimpsed at me and asked, "What did Madam Lawson say to you?"

I was dumbfounded for a second, then I realized that he knew that Valeria had come visiting during the

day. After all, there were bodyguards and doctors in the villa. It made sense that one of them would tell

Hendrix if anyone had visited me.

It shouldn't be surprising if he knew about it.