My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 276

Then, Irvin turned at me and curled his lips into a smile, "Don't cry. Don't you think you're contradicting yourself? You pushed me into the fountain, yet you're crying for me."

I scowled at his tone. He had deliberately misinterpreted my actions. I only cried because I truly thought he was dead.

Irvin left after that. Unknowingly, I turned to look at Hendrix, and I was afraid that he would mistake what Irvin had said as the truth, "I wasn't crying for him! It was physiological tears! I was frightened."

"I know," Hendrix reached out to tuck a strand of my front hair behind my ear. With a faint smile, he stressed, "I know."

Fortunately, the rest of the night was uneventful. It was already quite late, and I was getting exhausted after Yohannes blew his birthday candles and shared his cakes with us.

Nerissa walked us to our car, and she nagged, "Stay home as much as possible for the coming few days. You are going to give birth soon, so please, be careful. Don't think that you can do whatever you like because you're still so young. The risks are still there, okay?"

I nodded. Nerissa told Hendrix a few more things before she finally allowed us to leave.

At the crossroads waiting for the traffic lights to turn green, Hendrix glimpsed at my tummy and said, "Two more weeks to go. Don't worry, I've already talked to the hospital."

I only nodded as I was drained of energy, and I didn't want to talk much.

Leaning against the back of the seat, I closed my eyes and rested.

When the car started to move slowly, Hendrix spoke in his low and cold voice, displeased, "Stay away from Irvin from now on."

"What?" I startled, and I turned to him. "Why?"

He turned the steering wheels, stealing a glance at me, and asked, "Why? You don't want to?"

I shook my head, "No, I'm just curious. Why did you ask me to stay away from him?"

Hendrix didn't answer me, but his brow furrowed. Something clicked in my mind, and I couldn't help but laugh, "Do you think Irvin likes me? A pregnant woman?"

Hendrix knitted his brows together even more, and he asked again, "Why are you so confident?"

I quirked my eyebrows and answered, "You help me build it." Truth be told, I never had such confidence. I basically didn't look in the mirror since I was pregnant because I had gained weight. Even my limbs were swollen.