My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 271

"She wants me to leave you, and honestly, she's pretty generous with the compensation. The baby and

I don't have to worry about anything if I accepted her offer. I didn't need to find someone rich since I

can afford to bring the baby up on my own. So, I'll just need a kind and loving man to provide the baby

with fatherly love."

Hendrix started the car engine and sneered, raising his eyebrows at me, "Your plan sounds up to

scratch. But aren't you afraid that the kind and honest man will take away all your money?"

I rolled my eyes and curled my lips into a scornful smile. "Don't always think the worst of everyone.

There are so many good people in this world."

"What kind of person do you think is good?" he asked in response. I gave the question some thoughts,

and I answered it truthfully, "Madam Lawson is good. She's offering me so much just for me to leave

you and make way for Andrea." I leaned against the car window, and I rested my hand on my belly. It

felt bloated than before, I could have eaten too much.

The car stopped at the red light. Giving me a sidelong glance, he asked, "What exactly are the

conditions?"

"Two companies with a generous amount of assets, all under my name. It will be enough for me and

the baby for a lifetime," It was indeed different for the rich to solve problems from how we ordinary

people solved them.

He sneered, "Have you accepted it then?"

I cocked my eyebrows at him, but I didn't answer him. Hendrix somehow deduced the answer from my

reaction, and he asked, "Why not?" He turned the steering wheel indifferently, as if he had known about

my conversation with Valerie from earlier all along.

For a moment, I didn't know what to answer him. Seeing that I was silent, Hendrix continued, "You're

thinking about finding a man for the baby as her step-father, but you're taking the baby away from her

biological father. Arianna, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing's wrong with me. You're the one that has problems!" I snapped at him. "I want to leave you

because you have problems. I had to find a stepfather for the child!"

He scoffed, "What problem do I have? Since you love to overthink things, why don't you think about

why Madam Lawson is willing to spend a good deal of money for you to leave me?" "Of course it's

because Andrea likes you," I replied without thinking. "Madam Lawson loves Andrea dearly, and she

wants nothing but the best for Andrea. Since Andrea likes you, Madam Lawson will undoubtedly do

everything she can to fulfill Andrea's wish."

I was confident in my valid interpretation. But Hendrix rolled his eyes at me and said, "So, the

pregnancy brain is indeed true."

I was perplexed, and I had no idea how our topic earlier was related to my pregnancy brain.

Besides, I didn't have a pregnancy brain! I bit my tongue and decided that Hendrix and I were, in fact,

unfitted for small talks.

"Don't ever meet Valerie again in the future. I hadn't-and I won't-have anything to do with Andrea. So,

what they're asking for is not important. You don't have to think about it. What truly matters now is that

you can safely give birth, and the three of us will have a happy life together."

As we drove into the downtown's natural reserves, Hendrix continued, "Don't worry. The Roberts

family's property is enough for you to splurge on. I can provide for both you and the baby."

I didn't say anything immediately. After staring at the scenery outside the car window for some time, I

softly spoke up, "If there's nothing between Andrea and you, then why is she pregnant?"

He frowned and looked at me. "What does her pregnancy have to do with me?"

"She likes you!" And I remembered all the things that had happened before.

Hendrix scoffed, "So, according to you, since Aaron likes you, does it mean that the baby you carry is

his?"

I bit my lips.

"This isn't the same," The question he posed was clearly a fallacy.

"How is it different?" We had already arrived at the courtyard of the Granger manor. Pulling up the car,

Hendrix came and helped me out of the car. Then, he looked at me and explained, "Casper asked me

to take care of Andrea. It had become a duty for me to take care of her. That's all. There's nothing

more."

"If the child isn't yours, whose is it?" I asked relentlessly.

"That's not important. That's her own life and her own choice. Why are you asking so much about it?"

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It wasn't that I wanted to ask so much about it. I only felt that there was no one else who would be the

baby's daddy. What was more was that Valerie had been so generous just to force me to leave

Hendrix. It wouldn't make sense if Andrea didn't have the baby with Hendrix.