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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 867

I opened my mouth to say something but took my words back at the last minute. Instead, I simply said, "Take care of yourself."

It was late.

By the time Hendrix returned home, it was already midnight. I was half asleep when I felt him climbing into bed.

Feeling too drowsy, I did not ask him how things went.

When I woke up the next morning, he had already gone out.

Fiona knocked on the door and said, "Madam, if you're awake, breakfast is ready. When Mr. Roberts went out this morning, he told me to come up to take the laundry to wash."

I nodded and let her into the bedroom. Then, I went to the bathroom.

As always, the laundry was taken care of by her so I did not need to worry about it. I tied my hair and went into the bathroom.

I noticed the stunned look she had when she picked up Hendrix's laundry.

Instinctively, I looked over and clearly saw a bright red lipstick mark on the collar of his white shirt.

"Mrs. Roberts, Master Roberts might have..." Fiona said, feeling a little awkward.

I smiled and said, "It's alright. It was probably an accident. Just go on and take it to wash!"

I continued to brush my teeth and wash my face. I was not upset. After spending so many years with Hendrix, I knew clearly in my heart just what kind of person he was.

When it came to the affairs between men and women, I still trusted him wholeheartedly. I wouldn't doubt him over such trivial matters.

Fiona let out a breath of relief and left after gathering the laundry.

She took a few steps out of the door before turning back again. She stood outside the door and said, "Mrs. Roberts, Mr. Roberts isn't that kind of person. Don't think too much about it."

I smiled and said, "I have known him for eight years. I know him well enough to have at least this little bit of confidence in him."

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