Hendrix put on a faint smile and pulled me into a hug. Warily, he rested his chin on my shoulder and asked. "Do you have any plans in the afternoon?"
I thought for a moment and answered, "I'm going out. Monique has been back for a few days, and I didn't have the time to accompany her before. So I think I'm going to see her today."
The truth was that Ian was coming to Ucrebury in the afternoon. But I didn't think it was necessary to tell Hendrix about my illness as it wasn't a big deal. It wasn't lifethreatening.
"Okay!" he simply replied. But he looked a little displeased. "Looks like I'm all on my own today."
I lowered my head, held his hand in mine, and asked in a serious tone, "Hendrix, do you mean everything you said to Andrea earlier?"
Our eyes met. I could even see my reflections in his pupils. He answered, "When have I ever lied to you?"
"Okay then. From now on, let's be good to each other," As far as I was concerned, responsibility weighed much more than love in a marriage.
I doubted Hendrix's love for me, but I was very certain that he would be responsible for our child and me.
And that was all I asked for
I stayed with him in the living room a little more before leaving home. Although my baby bump has gotten bigger, it didn't stop me from driving.
Ian's arrival time was at three in the afternoon. I arrived at the airport just on time.
I was stunned when I saw a familiar figure walking out of the arrival hall. It had only been a few years since we last met, but Ian had already grown so much taller.
Ian was a handsome young man in his twenties and with great fashion sense. As the weather was hot, he wore a knee-length gray short, paired with a chic blue plaid shirt from the latest fashion week's collection. A pair of sunglasses sat perfectly on his tall nose bridge, and his middle-length hair was well-groomed. He looked very stylish.
"Hey, babe! I finally got to meet you!" Before I could react, Ian pulled me into a big hug.
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