My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1

Six weeks pregnancy.

I was stoned in place when I read the words from the ultrasound report. Anyway, we only did it once, how was it even possible to get pregnant this easily?

What should I do now?

If I were to tell Hendrix, would he put the divorce on hold because of this? No, definitely not. Instead, he would think that I am despicable and try to use the child to threaten him.

Putting the worry aside, I stuffed the report into my bag and then headed out of the hospital.

There was a shining black Maybach parked outside the hospital, with windows opened one-third. From outside, one could faintly see the distant cold look of a man that was sitting on the driver's seat.

Many passers-by were, of course, attracted by the scene of such a handsome man driving a luxury car.

Hendrix Roberts had always been known as the rich and attractive one. However, after so many years, I had already gotten used to what I usually see. Without bothering the huge attention of the people around the car, I got into the passenger seat.

That man initially was resting with his eyes closed, but when he noticed some movement, he frowned slightly and asked in his low voice without even bothered to open his eyes, "Done?"

"Yes!" I nodded and handed him the contract signed by the hospital, and said, "Richard Hammer wanted me to send his greetings to you!" Today's contract was initially to be signed by me, but I met Hendrix on the way. Who knew for whatever reason, he decided to send me over.

"You will be fully in charged of this case!" Hendrix wasn't the talkative type of person. After giving his order, he started the car without even care to take the contract I handed him.

I nodded and kept quiet.

After a long period of silence, except for being obedient and followed his orders, I didn't know what else to do.

We were heading downtown and it was already in the evening. If he didn't want to go back to the villa, where was he planning to go? Curiosity filled me but I kept quiet throughout the whole journey since I had never taken the initiative to ask about his life.

The ultrasound report was the only thing that I could think about, yet I didn't know how to tell him about it. I looked at him out of the corner of my eyes and saw him looking ahead. Those eyes were sharp and cold as usual.