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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 506

I turned over and watched him sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. He looked so handsome even in his sleep. I noticed how haggard he looked these days, with dark circles under his eyes; perhaps he had been feeling tired recently.

He seemed to be in deep sleep. I reached my hand towards his nose, and started tracing the outline of his face.

When I caught a whiff of the faint scent of wine in his breath, I couldn't help but frown. I missed it earlier as he had just taken a bath. But now that I could take a closer whiff, I realized that he had been drinking.

Though I was very tired, I failed to sleep well and would wake up once in a while.

I stayed up all the way till dawn before finally falling asleep.

However, I was woken up by Hendrix in a dze.

I raised my hand and tried to push him away, but he held me down almost immediately.

Perhaps he was having a hard time restraining himself this early in the morning.

I was so sleep drunk. When I opened my eyes, I noticed that his face was close to me and he was staring intensely at me with his black eyes.

I felt a little uncomfortable and tried to push him away, only to have my hands held above my head. He ordered in a low and hushed tone, "Don't move!"

I pursed my lips and dodged his lips. "Hendrix..."

"Don't make me mad. We're not getting a divorce, and you should carry out your wifely duties." Hendrix said.

I couldn't speak.

Suddenly, the phone rang; it was Ian. He must be calling to ask me about my flight's boarding time.

Hendrix was the first to pick up the call. He muttered into the phone, "You're calling in early. Are you trying to hear us carrying out our couple's activity?"

This person... was shameless!

I didn't know what Ian replied on the other end of the phone. After ending the call, he seemed to be even more furious.

It was almost noon when he was done torturing me.

I was already tired to begin with from the lack of sleep. After going at it with him, my exhaustion grew tenfold.

"What are you going to do in Ucrebury?" He laid down beside me, eyes still lingering on me.

I closed my eyes, ignoring his question. Then, as I got up to head to the bathroom, he held me down and motioned me to answer his question.

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