My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 579

I was not seriously ill or anything of the sort. Ian was around to take care of Anne and Norman would also come to visit me all the time.

In the past four years, I had worked hard day after day and took care of Anne without rest. It was rare to have a few days of leisure, without the need to care about anything.

As I was packing up my belongings to leave the hospital, Ian looked at me and said, "The doctor said that your illness was caused when you gave birth. You have to take good care of yourself in the future. Be mindful of your body. You're only thirty years old. You aren't supposed to look ninety when you get to your forties."

I smiled. "Anne said that she would like to eat chicken wings tonight. Remember to drop by the supermarket when we go back later."

He put his hand on his forehead and shrugged. "Can you think of something else?"

I fell into silence and went downstairs with my belongings.

Norman was very helpful and was already waiting for us in his car downstairs. I could not refuse, so I got into the car.

After we bought chicken wings at the supermarket, he sent Ian and I back home before leaving again to pick Anne and Bennett up.

After my days calmed and turned peaceful, everyday was just as ordinary as they come. In the past, I would always ponder if I had the luck to stay by Hendrix's side for a lifetime.

Perhaps I was someone more family- oriented; someone who would watch over their child on the daily, learn to cook up delicious food, and to take care of their child.

Life was filled with unpleasantries. In the past four years, I had learned to let go of a lot of things. I always thought that perhaps, he had his own difficulties and his own reasons for lying to me and hurting me.

I thought that because we loved each other too much, it was inevitable for hatred and resentment to eventually join love in enveloping our relationship. As time went by, the storm would pass and we would eventually regain our balance and peace. Nonetheless, we had already gone our separate ways. Our lives are now our own to live.

Norman was always quick on his feet. He soon had me transferred over to the office. Having free time was something I still had to get used to.