My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 192

Seeing that Minnie was in a panic, I put all the plums in my hands into the basket and chuckled. "It's all

right. There are only a few left. I'll come down after I pick them all."

After I finished plucking the plums, I rested my hands on Hendrix's head. "I'm done. You can put me

down now."

Minnie stood by our side, holding the basket. Her face was full of worries. "You are too fearless! Do you

know how dangerous it is?"

Hendrix worked out regularly, so he had no problem lifting me up or putting me down only by holding on

to my waist.

I came to the ground and was surprised to see sweats on his forehead. I giggled and asked, "Why are

you sweating? Am I that heavy?"

He spat the plum seeds in his mouth. Looking at me, he smiled faintly and asked in return, "I was

carrying two people on my shoulders. What do you think?"

I didn't expect him to reply like that, and subconsciously, I rubbed my belly. It did seem to have

increased in size recently.

At this time, Hendrix's cell phone rang. Seeing him leave the yard with the phone, I took the basket

from Minnie and went into the living room.

I put the plums into the basin and soaked them with saltwater. I caught myself looking out at the yard

several times, and I felt uncomfortable.

Since he had to avoid me before answering the phone, it should be a call from Andrea.

To some extent, the human would do things out of their control. Without warning, I knocked over the

basin of plums that were soaking in water.

And I did it on purpose. NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

Hearing the noises, Minnie rushed into the kitchen in a hurry. She quickly glimpsed at the mess on the

floor, then her eyes came back to me, and she asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

I shook my head and glanced at Hendrix, who was behind Minnie, with a poker face. He walked over,

scanning me from head to toes, and he let out a sigh of relief when he saw that I was fine. "What

happened?"

"Nothing," I replied. Looking at the plums scattering all over the ground, I had suddenly lost interest in

them. So I turned and headed back to the bedroom.

As I left, I heard Minnie's soft voice, "Mr. Roberts, you must make time to take Arianna to the hospital. I

don't think she's feeling well."

Of course I wasn't doing well. I was drained of energy. Both mentally and physically.

My foul mood lingered even when I was back in the bedroom. So I decided to call Monique.

The phone was connected after a while. "Arianna!"

"Hey, Monique. How are you doing over there?" It was a boring question to answer, but I didn't know

what to say to her anyway.

However, Monique was a little excited on the other side of the phone. "Oh, I wish you're here. It's so

beautiful! The plums in the forest are ripped, and they taste so good. I'll send some over to you in a few

days. Remember to sign the parcel."

Judging from her tone, she was having a good time.

Joy could be contagious. Because I chuckled and asked, "Do you have morning sickness now? Is there

anything that you're having trouble with?"

"No!" She was probably on the mountain. I could hear the wind gusting from the speaker. "The air is

very fresh here. I've planted some flowers in the yard. Some of them are the wildflowers from the

mountain. The garden looks stunning. When you have time, you can come and have a look. I'm sure

you'll like it."

Instinctively, I nodded. But after a moment, I realized that she couldn't see me. So, I said, "Okay!"

Monique had finally noticed that I didn't sound right, and I was speaking too little. Warily, she probed,

"Arianna, did something happen?"

I didn't know what to tell her. After hesitation, I replied, "Monique, I seem to have walked into a dead-

end, and I can't get out of it."

Hendrix had already started to cut ties with Andrea. But as soon as I got the faintest idea that he had

anything to do with her, my heart would hurt as though someone had ripped open my old wound. It

made me restless.