My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1594

Just as I was sighing over Hendrix's bizarre thought process, he tapped his fingers on the table and pointed at the document, saying, "I fulfilled one of your wishes, and you should also do the same for me. Sign it."

Seeing Hendrix's confident face, I felt as if he set me up in a trap. Raising my eyebrows, I said as I looked at him with a cold gaze, "Mr. Roberts, are you having a business negotiation with me?"

He asked me to sign the document while giving me Estella "in return". What could it be other than a business transaction? What was more, it was forced!

Hendrix raised the corners of his mouth, and his smile deepened. He had an inexplicable gaze as if he was determined to take me down. He cooed, "This is between you and I, husband and wife. How can you call it a business transaction? We're just helping each other with our problems."

He spoke in a decent manner. After a slight pause, his expression changed as if he had been placed in a difficult position. He sighed and explained, "You know exactly that there are so many troubles in the company, and that I'm already busy enough. It will kill me to find out that something happens to you again. You can think of it as helping me worry less. Just sign it, will you, Mrs. Roberts?"

As he spoke, he had already gotten up and walked behind me. Hendrix wrapped me in his arms and even prepared a pen, waiting for me to sign on the paper.

I turned around, and Hendrix was looking at me with eagerness. It seemed that he really wanted me to stay out of the business field, the lion's den.

I thought about it and decided to have him take a step back by saying, "I can sign it, but you have to promise that within two years, the GW Group financing shall not progress."

I had carefully thought about it. The preparation for pregnancy would come to an end within two years. Besides, I knew that with Hendrix's ability, it was not a problem for the company to stand firm in Jarold City by making use of that period of time.

I knew that I couldn't stop him from pursuing future development, but I hoped for more time for preparation. My request was considered lowering the risk of our future.

Hendrix was a little taken aback. After thinking for a while, he smiled and promised, "Alright, I promise."

Ten years was enough for me to distinguish whether Hendrix was lying or telling the truth. Looking at Hendrix's slightly curled lips and the delightment in his eyes, I knew that there was no need to doubt him.