My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1958

I wasn't convinced. I crossed my arms in front of my chest and huffed, "Mr. Roberts, if you have even a modicum of good upbringing, you should at least say thank you to your savior."

Hendrix turned his face away. "Well you're out of luck. My good upbringing has left me. If you want to continue being taken advantage of, I don't mind you staying."

"You..." There was nothing I could say to that.

I really couldn't understand how this kind of man, who had no manners at all and was so domineering and conceited, could have such a cute child!

I didn't want to argue with him, so I dragged my numb legs with me and started limping away.

Before I could react, a pair of huge hands suddenly looped around my waist and picked me up.

I never expected Hendrix to do this. I didn't respond for a moment. I grabbed his collar to steady myself, but I held back from looking scared. I gasped in surprise.

I looked up at Hendrix, who was staring at me with a sly look on his face. He curled up his lips playfully. His eyes looked at me cunningly.

Is this guy playing a prank on me?

I frowned and gritted my teeth as I said, "Hendrix, please behave yourself and put me down!"

"I am the child's father, and you are the child's future mother. Why should I put you down?" Hendrix said as he carried me to the bedroom, his tone was light and playful.

My face was red. I bit my lips and didn't know how to respond. Such a shameless man! How did he rise from his myriad of enemies to become the richest man in town?

When he walked to the door of the bedroom, we happened to run into Wynn, who was running around upstairs.

When Wynn saw us, he paused for a second before walking towards us with his computer. He was inching his way around us.

Finally, as if he had found a treasure, he raised his hands towards Hendrix and said, "I want Daddy to hug me too!"

I bit my lip and pounded on Hendrix's chest. Then I whispered threateningly, "Let me go!"

I didn't know if it was because I was

very close to him, but when my breath fett on Hendrix's neck, I felt his body shaking violently. Then, one of Hendrix's hands suddenly went limp, and I slipped down without warning.

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Hendrix quickly grabbed onto my waist while his other hand wrapped around my shoulder. My feet touched the ground but I was suspended in midair. We looked way more suggestive, stuck in this awkward pose.

My mind was in a mess. For a moment, didn't know if I should praise him for being so quick to respond or if I should chastise him for taking advantage of me repeatedly.

I wouldn't say nice things to Hendrix, but I didn't mean anything by my criticism either.

Hendrix would seek revenge for even the smallest grievance. I didn't dare to provoke him.

But he had no intention of letting me go even if I didn't provoke him. "Miss Reid, you wanted me to put you down, but you're holding on to me pretty tightly."

As Hendrix spoke, he deliberately leaned forwards and moved closer to look directly into my eyes. "I wonder if what you say is the opposite to what you want?"NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

He deliberately emphasized, "What you want."

The whole thing happened in less than a minute. When Hendrix picked me up, Wynn must have just come upstairs, otherwise he wouldn't have noticed any of this.

Even if Wynn had heard and seen this, he probably wouldn't have understood what this meant at his age. Wynn stood to one side excitedly, still waving his chubby little hand. "Madam Reid, I want a hug as well!"