My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2208

Well, I was forcing him into this. "Just do your best. It's alright if you can't keep up."

"Alright, sit tight!"Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

The taxi driver then stepped on the gear and the clutch. He turned the steering wheel and rushed out in a flash.

I was thrown backwards due to the inertia and bumped onto the seat. I wouldn't have managed to stabilize myself if I hadn't reacted so quickly. This man was an excellent driver!

We were quite lucky today. We followed the path that Hendrix took. After passing a couple of streets, we noticed that his car was stuck in traffic at an intersection.

"Sir, drive on the next lane, but don't follow him too closely." Hendrix was always careful. So if I wasn't careful myself, I would be caught easily.

"Understood."

We were staying about two cars away from Hendrix. After driving for another twenty minutes, he parked his car in front of a cafe in the commercial district.

I asked the driver to park his taxi in front of the bank. I then got out of the car and hid behind a lamp pole by the roadside. I saw Hendrix get out of the car and walk into the cafe.

From a distance, I spotted Hendrix in front of a large French window. He walked along the row of tables that were arranged by the windows and then sat down.

I was shocked to see the face of the man who was sitting across from him. I was rooted on the spot behind the lamp post.

I had assumed that he would be meeting with Agustin, the man from yesterday. Instead he was meeting with Jordan.

The atmosphere between them was very tense. Faced with the ever hypocritical Jordan, Hendrix, who rarely ever showed any emotion, seemed angry.

Both of them were smart enough to say the most concise of things to trigger each other's emotions.

Sure enough, in just a few minutes, Hendrix suddenly stood up and left the table angrily. The two of them parted unhappily.

It looked like Hendrix wasn't able to get the better of him.

I wasn't surprised. Jordan was the best at using soft threats. Compared to him, who would betray his parents at will, Hendrix was much too soft-

hearted.

When I noticed that Hendrix had entered his car, I dialed his number.

The call connected rather quickly. Hendrix sounded troubled. "Did it go well?"

Even when he was at the brink of

losing his cool, he was still

concerned about me. I felt somewhat distressed as I nodded at the phone. "Yes, everything went well, Anne has always been a sensible girl. We're family after all. There's nothing that we can't solve together, right?"

I had meant to hint something to him by saying that. I hoped that Hendrix would keep this in mind. It would be much easier for him to solve his problems together with us instead of solving them alone.

Men can be strong, but they don't have to force themselves like this. Our home would always be a safe shelter for all of us.

Hendrix was quiet for a while, then said faintly, "Of course, it's a good thing that the two of you have made up. Since you two haven't spoken in so long, you should spend more time with Anne and get along with her It's quite busy at the company today, so I'll be home late today."

"I understand. Go ahead and do your work."

"Okay, I'm hanging up now."

As he was about to hang up the phone, I called out to him, "Hendrix."

"Yes, what's the matter?" Hendrix still appeared calm.

"I can't seem to remember how our wedding went. Can you remind me about it?" I said.

Hendrix chuckled and didn't respond.

"What are you laughing at?" I asked.

"Nothing." Hendrix seemed to be in a

much better mood. "I was just

thinking that it's time to urge the editing team to take care of our

wedding video so that you don't

have to think about it all the time. Since you can't remember al of the wonderful things that have

happened, you might someday

forget how good I've been to you."

I frowned and said jokingly to him. "Do you think I'm that ruthless? You treat me way better than I deserve."