My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1764

I did not bother to continue this illogical argument.

"Take them out," I commanded the bodyguards. "Don't let them in unless given the order."

Once I said that, they took action and dragged the pair out.

As soon as all of them left, the living room stayed completely silent.

Freya immediately lost her tough front. She held onto the sofa to support her upper body with cold sweat dripping down her forehead. She panted heavily, and I could not bear to look at her suffering this way. All I could do was to take good care of her, and I did not dare to say anything else.

Those who had pride embedded deep within their bones would refuse to give up their dignity for their whole lifetime.

After leaving the residence of the Moore family, I was in a terrible mood, so I hid in my room to accompany my children right after returning home.

I naturally dialed Hendrix on the phone after sitting around for a while.

He picked up the phone quickly, but his voice was faint, saying, "Hello."

"When will you come over?" I asked, fatigued as I rocked the crib.

"Come over where?" Hendrix returned with another question. He was a man of few words.

"The Reid Manor, of course," I replied, deliberately raising my volume as an attempt to remind him. "Didn't you mention before that you craved my home-cooked dishes? I just made them today. Are you sure you don't want to come over?"

A moment of silence lingered on the other end of the line before Hendrix's voice could be heard again. "Arianna, are you trying to flatter me?" he asked.

Sometimes, it was not a good thing for men to be so bright.

I bit my lip and did not answer directly. "Dad and Aaron are both back. We'll start the meal if you're not coming."