My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 549

Hendrix returned very late that night. After Ian took Anne away, I laid down for a long time but didn't manage to fall asleep.

When he came back, it was already dawn. Seeing that I had not yet slept, he frowned and asked, "Not sleeping yet?"

"I'm about to," I responded.

He murmured his assent and then told me, "Turn the lights off and sleep soon!" He walked to my side before he gently kissed me on my forehead.

Then, he whispered, "I need to leave for a trip. I might need to go to Mesville, and would only be back tomorrow afternoon. Get some sleep and when Minnie comes, let her know what you'd like to eat. Rest, okay? Don't stay up, or else I'm dragging you to the hospital as soon as I'm back."

"What's wrong?" I asked. "It's already so late, so why do you still have to go to Mesville?"

He stroked my hair and explained, "I've got something small to deal with, I'll only be there for a while."

I knitted my brows. Usually, he would not inform me personally if it was regarding something that wasn't serious. Instead, he would only send me a message which meant that whatever he had to handle was likely serious, since he even came home to personally tell me about it.

I pulled at his sleeve before I questioned him, "What's going on?"

He laughed and kissed me on the forehead. "You really can't bear to leave me, can you? Are you going to give me a farewell gift?"

I was speechless.

"Hendrix, you're such a pervert!"

He smiled, "I'm your husband, not a pervert. This is called flirting. Take care of yourself because I'm expecting you to make it up to me when I come back."

This man was truly remarkable...the way he could be this calm even as he talked about these things.

Seeing my face blushing up, he did not say anything more and pointed out, "Austin is waiting for me downstairs. So, have a good rest and wait for me to come back!"

After that, he grabbed for his coat and a few other personal belongings. I initially wanted to follow him out of the room to send him off.

However, he held me down in bed and nagged, "Be good and rest!"

Not long after he went downstairs, I heard the sound of the engine starting before the car pulled away.

I laid in bed and did more tossing and turning. As expected, I couldn't fall asleep, especially without Hendrix around.

It stayed that way until dawn, and I was groggy when I woke up. After walking a few steps, I felt very dizzy.