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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 245

"You'll like it once you've tried it," Ian didn't really mind Sawyer's crankiness. He kept his good mood until the end of the meal, still serving Sawyer food from time to time. It really seemed like something was going on between them.

I was relieved when the dreadful lunch was finally over, and we went our separate ways.

Josiah and Monique didn't need to return to the hospital. Monique was nearly recovered, and she was discharged, so she didn't need to go back. On the contrary, although Josiah still needed to be hospitalized, he didn't want to. Therefore, he hired a private physician to attend to him at home.

Ian tossed the car key at me and said, "I'm going back to Mesville. Call me if you need anything."

Hendrix and I had to rush to the airport, so we went straight back to the villa to pack our things.

It was already ten in the evening when we arrived at Jarold City. Someone was already waiting for us outside the airport in a black

car.

With our luggage in one hand, and my hand in his other, Hendrix led us towards the car. A middle-aged man got out of the car when we got near and said courteously, "Mr. Roberts."

Hendrix nodded and handed him the luggage. Then, he helped me into the car. I was already sleepy when I heard Hendrix whispering into my ears. Apparently, the driver was Nerissa's butler, and his name was Samuel Aiken.

I nodded lightly, and I forced my eyes open to greet Samuel when he came back to the driver seat. Perhaps I was already tired from the flight, or it was because I had been awake since early morning that day, it didn't take long for me to fall asleep on Hendrix's shoulder.

I was very deep in sleep. I didn't even know when and how we got back to our lodging.

The next day, I woke up in a daze. Looking at the familiar furnishings in the room, I wasn't sure if Hendrix and I had already arrived in Jarold City the night before, or it was only a dream.

Although the decoration in this bedroom was the same as that in Ucrebury's villa, the furniture here looked newer. Plus, they were so perfectly in place-perhaps because it had just been furnished - making the bedroom somehow look like a showroom.

I laid on the bed for a little longer before getting. The embellishments in the en suite were similar to those in the villa, right down to the toiletries. Hendrix seemed to have them decorated according to my habits.

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