My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 253

"Don't worry, I know," There was no one in the villa, and it was still early, so I found a place to sit and enjoy the scenery in the courtyard. "When my baby is born, I'll bring her to visit you, her Aunt Monique," I smiled at the thought of it.

Monique scoffed, "She can just call me Mom. I'll teach my baby the same too. We are the two moms for our children!"

I found it funny. "Yes, yes, it's all up to you."

"Anyway, I think Ian is going back to Jarold City in the next few days. If you have nothing to do, maybe you can give him a call and hang out or something. He has been keeping a lot to himself after his mother's death, and I think he'll feel worse especially in Jarold City because of the Shelleys."

I sighed, "Okay, I'll give him a call later to ask when he's coming over to Jarold City."

Monique agreed and said, "By the way, write down his new number. He changed his phone number again since he came back from Mesville. He told me on Facebook Messenger."

It was a habit of his to change his phone

number every once in a while, and we were used to it. I replied, "Okay, let me know the number. I'll write it down."

As I spoke, I put her on speaker and planned to use the note app on my phone to jot down the contact number. While I was doing this, I saw Heather cleaning the coffee table in the living room, so I went closer and greeted her.

Then, I headed upstairs as I was on the phone. Monique must have heard the noises from the background, and she chided, "Don't do two things at once. You either stop walking and save it on your phone, or you can go find a pen and paper to write it down. Or do you want me to send it to you later?"

I didn't want to hang up the call because I had nothing else to do. So, I simply said, "Wait, I'm going to get the pen and paper from the study."

The study room was spacious, and Hendrix had bought a lot of things to fill up the room. I walked around, flipping through the drawers, and finally found a blank piece of paper. Then, I sat down at the desk and asked for the number from Monique.

While we were talking about some other unimportant things, I noticed a dark yellow folder in the drawer nearest to me. I took and opened the folder while I continued talking to Monique on the phone.

Then, I saw the words on the documents in the folder. I couldn't help my mind from drifting away from our conversation.