My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1989

Despite all these years, I still fell into a daze when I saw Hendrix dressed this way.

It was very sweet to see them interacting so harmoniously.

Wynn first spotted me and called out, "Mommy!"

Then he ran towards me. Aurelia threw away her fairy stick and followed behind her brother, skipping up and down.

Both of them clung onto each of my legs, holding me in place.

"Mommy! Mommy!"

I smiled and gently rubbed their heads. I felt very satisfied to see them together. "Good children."

Hearing my voice, Aaron turned around and walked over. "You're back."

"Yes," I nodded and looked in the direction of the kitchen with a puzzled expression.

Aaron waved his hand, walked over to the sofa and sat down while saying, "Hendrix's cooking is getting rusty. He can't even cut vegetables properly. It'd be better to just get someone off the street. If he's like this, how can he take care of you and the kids?"

His disapproving tone made me feel both irritated and amused.

I told Aaron on WhatsApp that Hendrix had lost his memory, and I also said that he was a stay-at-home husband of mine.

What Aaron didn't know was that Hendrix had already seen through my lie with his sharp intelligence.

It was likely that Hendrix had already devised a means of getting revenge.