Having said that, Hendrix suddenly looked up at me. His deep eyes were glistening under his long eyelashes, making him look even more attractive.
"Do you still want her if Anne can't get through this?" There wasn't a trace of joy or anger in his tone. "Also, put everything aside for tomorrow. Come with me to the company to notarize the properties."
I froze on the spot and didn't know which question to answer first. After some time, I managed to say, "Why are we notarizing the properties?"
I still recalled the terms of law regarding notarization. Based on our current situation, we weren't dealing with any property disputes nor was our relationship crumbling. I didn't think there was any need to do this.
It was clear that we were living together in peace, so why do this? It was hard not to let other people think that dividing up our property was just the beginning of a separation which would include a divorce and a custody fight after.
Maybe my time as a lawyer had made me doubtful, but Hendrix was behaving very strangely.
"I know that you saw me at my meeting with
Jordan," Hendrix confessed. "He invited me to join in on his plan. I've thought it through and I will agree to his conditions."
"Are you kidding me?" Although Hendrix didn't like following the rules in business, he had always been a law abiding man. He would never break the law.
Hendrix didn't respond. He simply looked at me calmly as if to say, "I'm not kidding."
Silence spoke louder than words.
The smile on my face fell and my face sank back. In this strange silence, I confronted Hendrix with my eyes.
After some time, I finally calmed down and was able to make rational judgments.
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