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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 560

I pursed my lips and said to him, "Mr. Granger, lying is the most shameful act between people."

"Lying?" He mocked, "What did I lie to you about?"

I didn't say a word. A taxi came and I stretched my hand out for it. When the taxi pulled up in front of me, I got in and gave the hotel address to the driver.

When Shirley came out, the taxi was already a distance away. I noticed that she was frowning at Irvin, as if she was complaining about something.

I didn't want to ask about what had happened after Irvin's car accident. If our lives had become separated, then we should live our own lives.

What made me so furious was that he seemed to have treated us as fools. He might have been watching this whole farce as a spectator all this time.

I was finally back at the hotel.

As soon as I entered the hotel, I saw Hendrix, who was waiting for me in the lobby. He was wearing a black suit as per usual, matched with a pair of eyecatching black leather shoes. He stood in the lobby with one hand in his pocket. He was such a strong presence in any room that he was in.

I was aghast, lost my footing and fell to the ground. Conflicted feelings arose in my heart. Should I tell him what happened with Irvin?

When Hendrix noticed me, he took long strides forward and walked towards me. As I looked at his figure, he reminded me of the sun.

He towered over me. Before I could speak, he took me into his arms.

I was taken aback for a few seconds. After that, I reached out my hands and wrapped them around his waist. My cheeks were pressed against his chest. There was a faint grassy scent on the man's body. Taking in his familiar scent, I calmed down greatly. I closed my eyes and said in a low voice, "Hubby!"

His body stiffened and he tightened his arms around me. He gazed at my face and asked, "What happened?"

I shook my head, "It's nothing!"

The hotel was busy and filled with people. From time to time, curious passersby would stare at us. After embracing me for a while, he dragged me back to the hotel room.

A lot of food was placed on the table in the room. He took off his coat and I couldn't help looking up at him as I asked," Didn't you eat?"

He smiled and said, "I was waiting for you to come back and eat with me."

I was stunned, "You should know that I already ate."

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