My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1881

Jennifer was one of the few women on the Forbes list. Even though she had just cried out in shock and was still trembling, she still forced herself to calm down and put on a cold expression. As she straightened the clothes she was wearing, she said calmly, "Father's the one calling the shots on all family matters. I'm also just a puppet. I've always been controlled by others and it's been so for more than twenty years. You can resent me, hate me, but you cannot blame me."

"No one but Father knows what the antidote to the poison is. I advise you to not be too delusional and understand the situation clearly as soon as possible. Since Father is willing to listen to me and accept you, you should bring your children back to us, and humble yourself to them. Be a good son, and Father may not be so ruthless. You should know that it's better to accept your fate than to try to be a hero."

Hendrix was on the verge of losing control, yet Jennifer was still able to speak so calmly. Her psychological endurance was evident, but even so, she still could not hold on any longer. After saying those words, she choked on her sobs and left with Baldrick in sorrow.

As soon as they left, the whole hall fell into silence. Hendrix stood there with his head down, disappointed. He was silent for a long time.

As I expected, Nathan had been secretly monitoring Hendrix. Everything had been planned right down to the last detail.

From Ucrebury to Jarold City, business to marriage and to giving birth to children, Nathan had the opportunity to save our first child, but he did not do so. He firmly believed that Hendrix's genes were a stain on the Marshall family, and he did not accept me as a daughter-in-law. Therefore, he'd let the children fend for themselves.

Nathan was only willing to make a concession because he realized that Hendrix and the Reid family would not allow him to do as he pleased. If he wanted children, he could only choose to take Hendrix and in - the two who weren't initially "worthy" of joining the family.

To put it simply, he was trying to kill two birds with one stone.

"There is no other way now. You can go back to the Marshall family and return to your roots. First, heal Arianna. We'll talk about other things later," Aaron's voice was cold, and laced with anger.

For a moment, the atmosphere felt a little heavy.

Everyone had clearly heard that the poisoning was

Hendrix's fault, but he was not to blame. Even if he was angry, he just felt distressed for me.

Hendrix was still quiet. His tall figure looked dispirited and cold. Aaron assumed that he was refusing what he suggested, so he clenched his fist and was ready to say something more.

But before he could, I hurriedly interrupted him and said, "Let us discuss it!"

Though Aaron didn't know what was going on, I knew how messed up Hendrix was right then. Asking him to accept Nathan as his biological parent after these twenty years was easier said than done.

Charles shot a look at me to show that he respected my will. The others had nothing to say, finally swallowing back their words.

As we left the hall to go up the stairs, Hendrix's brows remained furrowed.

When we got to the bedroom door, I saw that he was still not in a good mood, so I changed my mind and dragged him to the babies' room next door.

The two children were awake and the sitter was playing with them, trying to get them to smile. When she saw us coming in, she immediately stopped what she was doing to greet us. "Good day, the children are very lively today."