My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1234

I had never thought that they would hand over the business of Lawson Group and Moore Group to me. I said instinctively, "Mom, you know I don't like working in that environment. Sawyer and Freya are both very capable, they are more than enough. I still have my plans for the future. You don't have to rush to hand over the business to me!"

Fortunately, Valerie respected my opinion. Although she was disappointed, she only let out a sigh and said, "My child, this will happen sooner or later. You are the daughter of the Moore Family. Some things belong to you. You can't just hand them over to other people."

I knew where she was coming from and didn't argue back.

I hung up the phone with a heavy heart. I had never thought about such a scenario happening soon. Now that it was brought up, I felt at a loss. I put my phone away and saw Hendrix was still reading.

At first, I wanted to cheer him up. After all, it was my fault for going out without informing him and Tobias broke my phone so I came back so late. I knew it's was my fault for making him worry.

However, because of what Valerie mentioned, I felt very frustrated. Hence, I went straight to bed. After the day I had, I fell asleep in no time.

I was awakened by weird noises in the room. It took me a second to realize that Hendrix was deliberately causing a ruckus. He dropped the book with a loud thud, sloshed water around as he poured it, and typed on his computer as if they were bugs that needed to be squashed.

At first, I didn't want to say anything, because I knew that he made so much noise out of a temper tantrum. Even worldly men like him were sometimes unbelievably childish. He made so much noise just to make me pay attention to him.

How could I not understand? When I still did not react, he upped his ante, retrieving a calculator and kept pressing on zero. The calculator beeped non-stop as he pressed it over and over again.

I sat up in bed and looked at him in exasperation. "Hendrix, why are you so childish?" A nearly 40-year-old man acting like a child. I had no words.

He looked at me, sadness in his eyes. "How am I childish?"

I almost choked on a mouthful of water. I looked at him and said, "Aren't you childish?" In order to wake me up, he had probably used everything that was capable of making a sound in the room.

When he saw me looking at him with narrowed eyes, he suddenly lowered his head, letting out the laughter he was holding back. His shoulders were shaking. The hilariousness was contagious.

We've rarely had the chance to be our childish and weak selves with each other. While we've been married for so many years, we never had many easy- going, lovey- dovey moments. From the misunderstandings at the beginning to jealousy. It's taken a long while for our relationship to develop into what we had now.

I watched as he laughed. Only when he calmed down did he look at me and asked, "Why did you suddenly go out alone?"

I answered him honestly, saying, "I've never been here before and I felt bored in the room, so I went to go out for a walk. I didn't expect to encounter trouble, as well as Mr. Hayes."