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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 799

After a long time, I could not help but open my mouth and asked, "Hendrix, what should we do to be considered a good person in our lives?"

He held the steering wheel and looked sideways at me. His eyes were deep and dark as he spoke, "Arianna, we don't need to be a good person, nor do we need to live according to anyone's wishes. You just have to follow your heart."

I smiled faintly and looked at the scenery outside the car in a daze. That's right, all we needed to do was to follow our hearts.

It was already a little late when we got back to the villa. Probably because I was in a bad mood, I fell asleep as soon as I laid on the bed.

When Hendrix came out of the bathroom, he seemed to have stood by my side for a long time before lying down beside me. The man's body was tall and slender. He laid down and wrapped his arms around my entire body.

It made me look particularly petite.

I was rather sluggish when I realized that he was lying really close to me. I could not help but open my mouth and said, "I'm on my period. I'm a little tired."

He answered in a low voice, "Yes, I know. Have a good sleep."

He patted me gently on the back, his action was extremely gentle.

The news regarding Roberts Group had never stopped so he woke up very early. When I woke up, Hendrix was no longer in the villa.

On the other hand, Fiona was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. When she saw me, she said with a smile on her face, "Madam, Sir has left early this morning. He told me to tell you to eat more later."

I pursed my lips and smiled. I looked at the bouquet on the table in the living room; they were roses.

I felt much better because of it. I looked at Fiona and asked, "Did you bring them over? How kind of you."

Fiona realized that I was talking about the roses and smiled. It was Evan who sent the flowers in the morning. Sir said that you were in a bad mood recently. He thought you would feel much better if the house was decorated with some flowers.

I smile faintly. I could not help but think it was Hendrix's fallacy.

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