My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 2002

Jennifer drove into a fancy neighborhood in the suburbs.

Although this was where plenty of rich and famous people lived, it was still inferior to the neighborhood she lived in.

Hendrix's driver drove carefully. He parked in front of another house, which was 50 meters away from Jennifer's car. There was a wooden fence between us. She could see the car, but she wouldn't know that it was one that belonged to the Roberts.

Jennifer rushed out of her car without locking it. She ran towards the villa with her bag and knocked on the door.

As the door opened, a bearded man stepped out. After saying a few words to each other, the man moved aside to allow Jennifer inside.

"Who is that man?" I asked.

Hendrix was smiling as though everything was going according to plan. "I don't know," he said calmly.

Before I even opened my mouth, he said, "But we'll know soon."

After that, he shouted, "Evan."

Evan understood and whispered to the driver, "Let's drive home."

This confused me. I couldn't help but wonder if Hendrix had actually lost his memories.

If he hadn't lost them, why would he let Aaron and I make things difficult for him at home? Even the children could push him around.

If he had, how was he able to predict Jennifer's next move in advance?

The more I thought about it, the more flustered I became, until the car stopped at our house. I couldn't help but stop Hendrix before he got out of the car.

He paused for a moment before returning to his seat. He turned around with a spark in his eyes and said, "We get to see Aurelia at our home. Be happy."