I looked at Hendrix's innocent face and felt helpless, unable to refute him.
His worry was not based on nothing. We had so many accidents before because we were too obvious and loud with our actions. Hendrix just wanted me to be out of the public's sight when I was still pregnant.
Eventually, I couldn't hold back my frustration. I threw a fit and said, "I guess you should announce your divorce with me to the public. I'll be completely safe then."
That was just my teasing, but Hendrix thought about it seriously. He then nodded solemnly and said, "Alright, I can consider it when it's necessary."
I was startled.
What was he considering?
l rolled my eyes at him and threw the documents back on the table, saying, "I won't sign it." Hendrix probably did not expect that I would refuse him. He frowned a little and was about to say something when someone knocked on the door.
Knock, knock...
Hendrix and I looked over in unison, seeing Evan and Estella standing by the door.
"Come in," Hendrix said.
Evan's sudden appearance surprised me a lot. I didn't care if I was in the company and greeted him informally, "Evan, when did you come back?"
Evan said indifferently, "I took the morning flight. I just came back to the office today."
With Evan around, Hendrix would not have to go back and forth between home and the company every day. Thinking that Hendrix could have more time to rest, the smile on my face widened. "You've been in Oakland for so long. Since you're back, you should return home and visit your family."
Not long after Evan's wife had given birth, he was sent to Oakland. Since Hendrix didn't know how to care for his subordinates, as his wife, I had to do this on his behalf.
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