My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 205

Hendrix had been strict about my diet in the villa recently. Because of him, I didn't have any cold drinks for a long time. I was craving it in such weather like this.

"The restaurant is air- conditioned, and I've ordered juice for you. You will feel better after taking a few sips of it!" As he said this, he gestured to the waiter to lower the temperature.

I rested my chin on my hands, glaring at him, I hissed, "I don't want to eat anymore. I want to go home!"

However, I was held on the chair by Hendrix. "Evan will send you back after lunch."

I didn't want to argue with him. But instead, I leaned against the table weakly, glaring at Hendrix, and mumbled under my breath like a child, "Hendrix, I'm not your pet."

Hendrix quirked his eyebrows, and he pushed the juice the waiter had served to the front of me. He smiled, "Who would keep such a disobedient pet?"

I remained silent. Staring blankly at the empty road outside the window, I suddenly felt that it would be great if we were able to

be like this in the future.

I imagined my future with him and the child, living a peaceful and fulfilling life together. Sometimes we would quarrel, but most of the time, our home would be filled with laughter. Truth be told, I wouldn't complain about it.

As for other things, I should just close my eyes to those that could be ignored.

After the meal, I felt as if I were a pig that Hendrix had fed a lot of food with. If it hadn't been for a call to his phone, I would have spewed out what I had swallowed from earlier.

Something might have come up at the company. After hanging up, Hendrix looked at me and asked, "What else do you want to have?"

I shook my head and rubbed my stomach. I was so full to the point that it was uncomfortable. "I'll throw up if I eat more."

He laughed. "Evan will send you home later. I'm going back to the company for a meeting. Don't wander around, and go home for a good rest."

I nodded, leaned back in my chair, and motioned him to go ahead if he had something to do.

Evan came as I just walked out of the restaurant. He parked right outside the restaurant and was waiting for me. I said, "Evan, if you have something to do, go ahead! I'm too full. I want to walk around to help with the digestion."