My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 277

After all, after the scandals with Alford Audit and Advancer Tech, I was fired and blacklisted from the

Roberts Group.

Absent-mindedly, I had a mouthful of the fish, but I accidentally swallowed a fishbone.

With the fishbone stuck in my throat, I could neither speak nor cough it out.

Minnie noticed there was something wrong with me, and she hastily handed me a glass of water. She

patted on my back, trying to help me, "Oh no, Arianna! How did you get it stuck?"

I took a few gulps of the water, but the bone was still stuck. The pain in my throat was so intense that

tears began to well up in my eyes.

At the sight of this, Heather immediately took out the phone and wanted to make a call for help.

"What's wrong?" At this moment, Hendrix returned to the villa. He frowned when he saw that everyone

was in a tumult.

Minnie held me up while looking at him and answered, "Arianna has swallowed a fishbone by

accident."

Hearing that, he walked towards me in a few steps and ordered, "Open your mouth!"

I did as told, allowing Hendrix to lift my chin with his finger. After a close look, he looked at Heather and

said, "Have Doctor Caulfield come over!"

Heather quickly nodded and jogged out.

Hendrix looked at me and sighed. "Why did you eat in such a hurry? No one is fighting with you for the

food!"

I pursed my lips and looked at him with grievances. My voice was a little hoarse, "My throat hurts!"

He rubbed his temple, looking a little lost at words for what I had done. Hendrix sighed, "Painful

memories will help you to remember the lesson."

I felt even more morose when Hendrix not only didn't feel sorry for me, but he chastised me. My eyes

brimmed red and complained, "I didn't mean it!"

Glancing at him, Minnie sighed, "Master Hendrix, please stop. Arianna is still in pain."

Hendrix raised his eyebrows, but he said nothing.

It didn't take long for Hilda to come over. She took the fishbone out of my throat swiftly, and she said

with a smile, "Fortunately, it's not too deep. It's such a big fishbone. If we didn't pick it out in time, it'll

make such a bad gash in her throat."

After the crisis was solved, I looked at the fish soup in front of me, and I lost my appetite from the

lingering fear.

I pushed the fish soup aside in secret, glimpsing that Hendrix had noticed my action out of the corner of

my eyes. He was smiling faintly.

After sending Hilda away, he served me another bowl of fish soup and sat down beside me. He put it

down at the table in front of me and said, "Have some soup."

"No thanks, I'm full."

After that, I got up and went to the study room upstairs.

Half an hour later, Hendrix came up with some desserts in his hand. I was reading a book on the

hammock when he entered the study.

He came up to me, and brought a piece of the cake up to my mouth while he asked, "Are you mad?"

I pressed my lips together and moved away from his hand. I turned to the other side, and didn't want to

pay any attention to him.

Hendrix was being unusually good-tempered. He placed the plate full of cakes on the desk and carried

me off the hammock.

He brought me to the chair and let me sit on his lap. Then he took out a file from the drawer and

handed it to me. "Open it and have a look at it."

I pursed my lips, "I don't want to see it!"

He laughed, "Why are you being so childish?"

I rolled my eyes at him and reluctantly took the file from him. I opened it, and I was stunned to see the

documents it contained. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

I looked at him and asked, "What are these?"

"They're all yours," he said with a faint smile. "My savings from the salary given by the Roberts Group

over the years is deposited into these few banks. You're holding the cards to all the accounts."

Still dumbfounded, I looked through the documents again. There were also several real estate

purchase agreements and business contracts.

But they were all under my name. I couldn't help but ask, "Why are they all under my name?" I had

never bought or signed them.

He nodded. "I bought them. I've got some properties in different cities, and some overseas. I had

people to transfer all those to you a few days ago."

"Why?" For no reason at all, he gave these things to me.

"I'm putting food to our table," Smiling, Hendrix answered.