My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 285

Hendrix got so angry that he started laughing and asked, "Are you even a woman, Arianna?"

"Wouldn't you know if I'm not a woman?" I waited at the front of the elevator doors and went straight in when they opened.

He followed into the elevator, but he didn't continue with our conversation.

At a German restaurant downtown.

I ordered quite a lot of food. Hendrix stared at me as I dug into the appetizers, only looking away after some time.

I always knew that he always thought that beer wasn't sophisticated enough for him, and most of the German restaurants only served beer and cheap wines. So, German food definitely wouldn't be on his list of favorite cuisine.

I finished the appetizers, and I had to wait for the main courses to be served. While waiting, I felt a little bored, so I took out my phone to look at it.

Hendrix took it away and repeated what he had said before, "Too much screen time is not

good for your eyes."

I pursed my lips and didn't bother to argue with him.

However, looking at the insufferable look on him, I couldn't help but urged, "If you really can't stand it, you can always go eat at the Italian restaurant next door and meet me after dinner."

I suggested it out of pure concern for his wellbeing, simply thought that he and I both would feel at ease in such a case. However, he only looked at me coldly and said, "Hurry up and eat!"

At this moment, his cell phone rang. He looked down and frowned, "I'll take this."

I nodded and watched him leave the table with his phone.

It didn't take long for the main courses to be all served. Since Hendrix had refused to join me, I didn't wait for him and enjoyed the food. It was indeed pleasant to eat without any interruption.

I looked in the direction where Hendrix had gone, and I saw him getting into the car with the phone. He must have wanted to talk in a more quiet environment, hence going into the car.

Hendrix returned to our table about ten minutes later. I was already halfway through my meal by then. He was sitting opposite me and looked uninterested in the food on the tables.

He asked again, "Austin and Josiah are celebrating tonight. Are you coming?"

"Where?" I asked.

"Paramount Hall."

Paramount Hall was the most profligate place in Jarold City. I had no interest in a place where men spent lots of their money on women, and women found themselves a vault.

Hence, I dully replied, "Not interested."