My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 230

For a moment, I didn't really have any cravings, so I said casually, "Whatever!"

I went downstairs with him. While Hendrix entered the kitchen, I sat in the living room, a little

bewildered. There were only a handful of people who could invade others' backend systems in secret. I

wondered why the hacker invaded the Roberts Group.

Out of my intuition, the first person that came to my mind was Aaron. After all, he could be described as

a genius in this field.

However, few people knew that his computer skills were superb.

"What are you thinking about? Come and have a meal!" Hendrix called from the kitchen.

I collected my thoughts, and I went into the dining room. I was surprised to see three dishes and one

soup on the dining table as I thought he would only make a simple meal for me.

After all, it was already past midnight. I didn't think that he would prepare a nearly full course meal!

He put a plate and cutlery on the table. After filling another plate with rice, he served it to me and said,

"Eat more. Minnie will come earlier to make breakfast tomorrow morning. We'll go to the graveyard

after breakfast."

I almost forgot about it if he didn't mention it. I nodded my head and said, "Okay!" But after only a few

bites, I lost my appetite.

Seeing that I had stopped eating, Hendrix frowned. "You don't like it?"

I shook my head. "I'm not very hungry."

Since I insisted, he didn't force me to eat more.

In the bedroom.

As I just woke up from a long nap not long ago, I couldn't fall asleep. I was still wide awake even after

Hendrix finished showering. He looked at me, then up at the clock. It was already two in the morning.

He frowned, "You should readjust your biological clock in these few days. Don't nap at times other than

the day."

I pursed my lips and gestured to him to look at his phone. "Andrea called you just now. She must have

something to tell you."

After that, I closed my eyes and laid still on the bed, preparing to fall asleep.

He laughed and threw his phone aside. Then, he wiped his hair dry and laid down beside me as he

placed his head on my belly. I was six and a half months into the pregnancy. Hence, there wasn't much Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

fetal movement, but Hendrix was very patient.

I didn't like him doing this. So, I tugged at his clothes and said, "I won't be able to fall asleep if you lay

your head on me."

He looked at me and moved to lay completely flat by my side. Then, he put my head on his arm and

said, "I've booked the flight tickets for the day after tomorrow. We'll make time to go for one more

prenatal checkup before that. I think you're going to give birth in Jarold City."

Since he was in charge of the arrangement, there was nothing to worry about. I nodded and reminded

him, "Call Andrea back. It's already so late. What if she really has something urgent to tell you?"

He hugged me and asked in a low voice, "Are you pushing me out on purpose?"

Since he had already noticed that, I didn't want to talk more about it. Instead, I simply answered, "I

don't care what you think I was doing. I'm going to sleep now."

Lying in his arms, I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. Hendrix was very busy recently, and he had

been up since the morning until this time of the day. So, it didn't take long for me to hear his shallow

breathing.

On the other hand, I had slept too much, and I really couldn't fall asleep. I wanted to use my cell phone

to kill time, but I was afraid that I would disturb him. So, I let my thoughts run wild.

It was quiet in the middle of the night. So, people were either making up stories or thinking about

delicacies in their heads.

For me, it was the latter.

I had a spacious yard in my childhood home. When I was young, Carol would grow a lot of vegetables

and fruits in the yard. Most of them were usually ready to be picked and eaten just before the season of

harvest.

I was especially fond of tomatoes. Sometimes, when I was too young to cook, and Carol had come

home late from work, I would pick some fruits from the yard and eat them. At times, I was so hungry

that I could eat several tomatoes in one go.

After moving to Ucrebury, I never had tomatoes again. The tomatoes in the market here lacked the

taste that I was used to.