My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 639

I went to open the door at the sound of the doorbell, and my eyes met his. It had only been one night since I last saw him, and there was already stubble on his chin. He looked weary.

"Can I come in?" He asked, his voice sounded dry and tired.

I nodded and made way for him.

He looked at me gently and said, "I'm sorry!"

I smiled, "I'm not angry." Nerissa was an elder in the Roberts family, so there wasn't much he could do.

He pulled me into his arms. The smell of cigarettes on him enclosed me. "This won't happen again."

This sounded like a promise, and assurance.

I whispered a murmur of agreement. I hadn't slept at all, so lying in his arms now made me feel at ease.

Weariness kicked in. I shut my eyes, longing for him to stay, I said, "If you're not busy today, could you accompany me to sleep for a bit?"

He smiled faintly and said indulgently, "I'm not busy, I have plenty of time."

How could he not be busy? Irvin was intentionally targeting the Roberts Group; he couldn't wait to snuff out any tiny error and used it to punish the Roberts Group.

Listening to his lie, I pressed my lips and smiled. I told myself that it was alright, that life was a long journey, there had to be days where we lived for ourselves.

If days could pass so peacefully, it would be a great privilege.

Night fell. When I woke up, the sky was already dark. I had somehow slept away the entire day.

Hendrix laid beside me. When he saw that I had awoken, he smiled and asked, "What did you dream of?"

"I'd dreamt of a beautiful sea of flowers." I dreamt more often now. In my dream, I would see Monique, Grandma, Grandpa, and a grown- up child.