My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2138

Moreover, the encounter was so sudden that I forgot to ask Jordan if there had been a deal between him and Irvin.

With regards to Irvin's illness, he told me that he gave his life for mine. If this were true, the numerous worries and expectations would be a justification for ingratitude.

After a six-year coma, Irvin could have taken me away and made me his forever after I met Hendrix. However, he didn't.

When a man was near death, he spoke from the heart. Could it be possible that Irvin, knowing he was dying, struggled to decide whether to keep me or to let me go and eventually failed to do so?

Even the smallest seed of evil thought could destroy the best of men, but Irvin was not one of them. After all, even a fleeting glimpse of tenderness in a man's heart would be considered forgivable.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice that the car had stopped.

Hendrix leaned over to unbuckle my seatbelt and gave me a reassuring smile. "We're home. Frown any more, and you'll have to endure your daughter's suffocating embrace."

I couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of Aurelia's reassuring little grownup expression as her tiny body hugged me. I answered, jokingly, "I'd love to suffocate. Even if you wanted Aurelia to hug her, you'd be lucky if she does!"

With that, we both opened our doors and exited the vehicle. When Hendrix reached me, we naturally took each other's hands and walked into the house together.

Aaron had only ever seen Hendrix cook when Hendrix was pretending to have amnesia. As a result, when Hendrix announced that he would bake Aurelia's dessert himself, Aaron was ready to mock him. He buzzed around the kitchen like a bee, going in every few minutes to keep an eye on Hendrix, who was holding flour and cream in his hands. He didn't say anything but gave Hendrix a hopeless expression, judging him. Hendrix, on the other hand, was in a good mood and couldn't be bothered with him. The afternoon went by as smooth as butter.

The children had not yet returned when Hendrix's cake was ready to be frozen.

When I went outside to wait, I discovered that the pick-up car was already parked in the garage. The driver was watering the garden with a sprinkler, as if he had forgotten about picking up the children.

"Mr. Lawson," I called out.

"Yes, Ma'am, what can I do for you?" Mr. Lawson turned around and switched off the sprinkler nozzle.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"Nothing. I'm home early today and wanted to remind you to pick up the kids from school," I said with a smile on my face.

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"What?" With a puzzled expression on his face, Mr. Lawson halted for a minute and questioned, "Mrs. Roberts, didn't you pick up Young Master Wynn and Miss Aurelia already? Didn't they come home with you?"

"I picked them up?" A bad feeling rose in my heart.

"What is it?" Hendrix, who had showered and was in his pajamas, asked condescendingly as came to stand beside me.

Mr. Lawson realized he was in trouble and quickly dropped the sprinkler in his hand. He stepped forward and explained coyly, "Sir, Ma'am, I usually leave an hour early to pick up Young Master Wynn and Miss Aurelia, but I spotted you at the school gate when I arrived today. I offered to drive you home as well, but you said that you wanted to take Young Master Wynn and Miss Aurelia elsewhere. Thus, you told me to come home first..."

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His face was flushed with worry. He said tentatively, after a pause, "Is there any chance you may have forgotten that you already picked up Young Master Wynn and Miss Aurelia? Perhaps they are napping upstairs right now. Yes, that has to beit! I'll go upstairs and find them at once. Would you mind waiting until I find them? I promise Miss Aurelia and young Master Wynn will be fine. Please wait for me..."