My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 594

I frowned. In her words, I had become a shameful mistress and Hendrix had become a bachelor who loved to flirt around with women?

This story was quite interesting.

Looking at her, I said, "If people never reflect on themselves and only know how to blame others, she will not only be painful, but will also fail more thoroughly."

I did not want to meddle too much in other people's business. When people reached a certain age, they just wanted to live the way they like.

Back at home, Hendrix had picked up Anne and brought her back. She picked quite a number of fruits from the backyard and was eating a watermelon with a spoon.

Upon seeing me, she said excitedly, "Mommy, you are back!" She put down the watermelon and ran toward me.

Dashing into my arms, she said softly, "Just now, Mr. Roberts said that he would make cola chicken wings for us tonight. We were waiting for you to come back."

Seeing that Hendrix was not around in the house, I could not help but ask, "Where is he?"

Anne pointed to the backyard. "He said that you have some clothes that could not be washed by the washing machine. So, he was washing them with his hands in the backyard."

I was stunned. I immediately went to the backyard. What clothes could not be washed using the washing machine?

I saw Hendrix squatting by the laundry tub in the backyard. He had already changed out of his usual black suit.

He was wearing the warm- colored pajamas I bought him downtown a few days ago. It gave him a very homely and leisurely look.

However, he was used to wearing high-quality and custom-made clothes. I thought that he would not wear the clothes I bought for him.

Unexpectedly, he was wearing them. When I noticed that he was washing the underwear I took off the night before, I blushed instantly.

When he heard the noise and movements behind him, he turned around and looked at me with gentle eyes. "You're back. I'll be done in a while. Anne had picked some watermelons. Go and eat some. But don't eat too much. It's not good for your stomach."

I did not know what a simple life looks like. But I always felt that it should be like this.

I did not speak. I walked up to him. I took the clothes from his hands and said with a blushing face, "I'll wash them myself!"

He frowned. "My hands are already wet. Go inside!"