My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1959

His sparkly eyes and childish voice had me smitten.

When I looked at Hendrix's malicious face, I realized that even though his facial features were handsome, he most certainly was a playboy.

In comparison, his child, who was holding on to me, was perfect.

Thinking about this, I didn't bother about being elegant. I tried my best to break free from Hendrix. As soon as I got free, I squatted down and kissed Wynn on the face. "Wynn, you're the best!"

To rile Hendrix up, I deliberately kissed him loudly.

Then, I swaggered over to the bedroom.

Behind me, Wynn hadn't give up and continued standing on his tiptoes coquettishly towards Hendrix. "Daddy, I want you to hug me like Madam Reid did!"

Hendrix replied calmly, "Madam Reid?"

Wynn pouted. "Yeah! Madam Reid, hugs please!"

"Are you sure?" Hendrix said in a strange tone. "No hug."

A moment of silence passed, then Wynn understood and shouted, "It's Mommy!"

Hendrix picked him up. The entire corridor was filled with Wynn's cheerful shrieks.

As I listened to the father and son getting along, I couldn't help but smile. My heart was filled with an indescribable gentle feeling.

As I sat on the bed, I thought about the pile of documents from earlier and felt uneasy.

So, I called Freya.

Freya was surprised that I was looking for her. "Arianna!"