My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 223

Thankfully, Minnie had to get some groceries after we had our breakfast, so I managed to drag

Monique to the hotel where Ian stayed.

We got into the car.

"Minnie is so knowledgeable and experienced. She's got me considering staying in your place for the

rest of my pregnancy," She leaned against the car seat and spoke, eating a mango that she had taken

from the villa.

I chuckled, "Anytime!"

Minnie was already getting old. She had been with the Roberts family for most of her life, and the

Roberts had even regarded her as their family member.

"Hey, why are there so many medicines in your car?" asked Monique. She had curiously opened the

front seat drawer, "Looks like they are some progesterone pills and... What are the others?"

She turned to me with a concerned look, "Didn't the doctor say not to take that much medicine during

pregnancy? Why are you still taking all this crap? I haven't even taken any medicine since the start of

my pregnancy." The traffic lights turned red. I stopped the car at the intersection, glanced at those

medicines, and I explained, "I got into the hospitals a few times previously, and the doctors prescribed

them. And some were Doctor Saunders' recommendation to help with my morning sickness and to

prevent miscarriage."

At the mention of Josiah, Monique's expression darkened, and she answered in a faint voice, "Oh..."

Taking a brief look at her before I continued driving, I asked without thinking much, "Aren't you planning

to tell Doctor Saunders about the baby?"

Monique's expression was stern, and she responded with slight annoyance, "The child is mine. What

does it have to do with him? Why should I tell him? I'm not that desperate."

I stopped asking any further. In no time, we arrived at the hotel.

I took a look at the watch and noticed that it was already eleven in the morning. "Should we get some

breakfast for Ian? He probably is still sleeping," I proposed.

"Forget about it. The hotel will prepare breakfast for him!" She pulled me into the elevator and said, NôvelDrama.Org content.

"That brat is probably still in his dreamland."

Then, we arrived at Ian's door. We knocked on his door for ages, and there was still no response.

Monique crossed her arms and looked at me, telling me that she had guessed it right with her

expression.

Just as I was about to take out my phone and give Ian a call, the door opened.

"F*ck, why are you two so early?" Ian's eyes were only half- open, and he still looked drowsy.

"Hello, it's already twelve at noon. What were you doing last night? Even pigs would get hungry by this

hour," Monique rolled her eyes and tried to move him aside to enter the room.

Ian blocked us in a hurry and muttered, "Wait!"

Monique and I both were startled by his reaction, and I asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Monique scanned Ian from head to toe and shot him a sly smile. "You hooked up with a girl to spend

the night, didn't you?"

"Of course not!" Ian denied, but his voice tinted with guilt. "How can you two pretty girls come into a

man's room at this time? Aren't you girls afraid to see something you shouldn't have seen?"

"Nonsense!" Monique gave him a dirty look, "As if we haven't seen all of yours? I even know your

underwear size. What else do you have to hide from us?"

I rubbed my forehead. One could never be ready for Monique's boldness.

"Who is it?" A voice came from inside of the room. Thunderstruck, Monique and I froze at our position,

our jaws dropped.

Looking at Ian with wide eyes, Monique and I asked at once, "A man?"

"Ian, you f*cking slept with a man? Are you f*king serious?" Monique swore in disbelief.

Ian's face turned red. Somehow, the voice sounded familiar. Without thinking much, I pushed Ian aside

and entered the room.

A half-naked man with only a towel wrapped around his waist came into sight. It was Sawyer. Shock

crossed our faces, and we stared into each other's eyes for some time. Like a bolt from the blue, my

brain was unable to process what I just witnessed.