My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 128

I was embarrassed and looked at my cup of soy milk on the table and said, "You can have that if you don't mind."

I actually only said it for fun. Hendrix would never touch other people's things, let alone drink what other people had drunk from before.

However, he got up from his seat, walked over to sit beside me, and grabbed the soy milk to drink.

He was drinking through the straw that I had used and left a lipstick stain.

I got weirded out just by looking at this scene.

"What are you thinking about?" He put his hand around my waist and asked. He tenderly caressed my belly with a smile, "You seem to have gained some weight."

I rolled my eyes and pushed him away. Then, I started going through the documents Kelsey had brought for me. Brilliant Audit had already finished the Roberts Group's auditing, and the Alford Audit's project was still waiting for my approval.

Hendrix glanced at the audit report and asked casually, "Did we appoint Alford Audit to work on Shelly Group's auditing work?"

I nodded, signing the documents in my hand, and moved on to the next one.

He hummed and looked at me after flipping through several documents. He then asked, "Who do you entrust this project to?"

I was surprised to hear him ask. "Kelsey Parker. She's the one who dealt with all my work when I was busy with other things. What's wrong?"

Seeing his darkened face, I thought something was wrong with the documents. So, I read through the ones he had read, just to be sure, but I found nothing wrong.

I was a little confused.

Knowing that I was waiting for his reply, he raised his eyebrows, "Kiss me, then I'll tell you."

"Stop playing!" I ignored his request. I had read every document very carefully. I didn't think there would be any problem with them. He probably was being suspicious about everything, as usual.

He put down the documents in his hand and took away those on my hands, which all awaited my approval, "I'll take a look at these. I'll sign it if there's nothing wrong. You should go inside and take some rest."

Hendrix's office was large. There was even a well-equipped lounge inside it.

I looked at him wryly and protested, "But I'm not sleepy!"