Chapter 200


    However, Hendrix wasn''t someone promiscuous.


    Hendrix took the document from Chloe. ncing at me, he nodded slightly and replied to Minnie,


    "Okay!"


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    Chloe knew that she hadpleted her task, and she couldn''t stay any longer. She took one more


    glimpse at Hendrix before she left.


    Hendrix then went upstairs to put down the documents. Minnie pulled me aside and nagged me,


    "Arianna, how could you simply let another womane into your home? Can''t you see that her eyes


    were basically stuck at Master Hendrix just now? Why do you still act like it has nothing to do with


    you?"


    Well. I chuckled.


    "Minnie, that''s not the case. Hendrix has a lot to do in thepany, and Miss Hammer is his secretary.


    She came here to deliver a very urgent document for thepany."


    Minnie curled her lips. "I don''t think so. That girl obviously has a crush on Master Hendrix. You need to


    be careful!"


    Meantime, Hendrix hade back downstairs. Seeing him, Minnie stopped talking and headed back to


    the kitchen to continue with her work.


    I slept for too long, and my eyes hurt a little from it. So, I turned around and went to clean myself up.


    When I came back to the first floor, I was surprised to find that there was a bowl of pumpkin soup on


    the dining table.


    Minnie had already returned to her room for the night, and Hendrix was sitting in the living room,


    reading a book.


    He shifted his eyes from the book to me when he saw me, and he gestured to the dining table, "Have


    some soup."


    "Did you make it?"


    He nodded, "Try it."


    I didn''t expect Hendrix to make it for me. I thought Minnie just casually mentioned it, and he wouldn''t


    take it seriously. Although I didn''t eat much for dinner, I wasn''t really hungry right then.


    I had a few sips of it, and it tasted good. But since I had already eaten, I couldn''t drink all of it.


    I stared at Hendrix, who was reading on the sofa, and my mind drifted. Truth be told, Hendrix''s good


    appearance was joined together by his noble-mindedness and firmposure. He looked like a warrior


    during ancient times, charming and impable.


    On the other hand, Aaron was different from Hendrix. He was cold and vicious like a vampire. Even


    though sometimes he would be gentle and kind, the barbarism in him was apparent.


    "Are you full from staring at me rather than eating?" Hendrix quipped, cocking his eyebrow.


    He had alreadye close and sat at my opposite. I came back to my senses and averted my gaze as


    I stuttered, "W-When did youe?"


    He smiled smugly, "When you had your eyes fixated at me."


    I was speechless.


    Hendrix really had no shame.


    I looked at the remaining half of the bowl of soup in front of me, then I looked at him straight in the eyes


    and exined, "I couldn''t finish it. It''s too much!"


    His gaze fell at the half-empty bowl in front of me.


    I continued, "Just now I already had a lot of the food Minnie made. And now, I''ve had half of the


    pumpkin soup." Then I lowered my voice a little and grumbled, "I''m not a pig!"


    He chuckled. "I''m not interested in rearing pigs either." As he spoke, he pulled the bowl in his direction


    and started drinking it.


    I was dumbfounded. I had used that spoon, and I had dipped it into the soup.


    And he drank the soup with the same spoon. It was too intimate!


    Still looking at him, I felt my cheeks burned up.


    He put down the bowl as he had finished the soup. Then he looked at his watch and said, "It''s still


    early. Let''s go out for a walkter."


    Eight in the evening indeed wasn''t toote, but it was raining.


    I got up, looked out the window to confirm, and then back at him. I said, "It''s raining outside."


    "Then we''ll wait until the rain stops," He brought the bowl into the kitchen, and he seated me on the


    sofa.


    He continued, "You have to do some exercise. A pregnant woman shouldn''t sit all day long. You need


    to walk for around one to two hours a day."


    I was surprised at his knowledge in this field. Then, I noticed the book he was reading from the corner


    of my eyes. It was "The Pregnancy Book".


    Oh.


    It turned out that Hendrix was absorbed by a pregnancy book moments ago.


    Noticing my gaze, he coughed, "From now on, we''ll go out to have a walk every day."


    I nodded and asked, "What other books did you buy?"