Chapter 205


    Hendrix had been strict about my diet in the vi recently. Because of him, I didn''t have any cold drinks


    for a long time. I was craving it in such weather like this.


    "The restaurant is air- conditioned, and I''ve ordered juice for you. You will feel better after taking a few


    sips of it!" As he said this, he gestured to the waiter to lower the temperature.


    I rested my chin on my hands, ring at him, I hissed, "I don''t want to eat anymore. I want to go


    home!"


    However, I was held on the chair by Hendrix. "Evan will send you back after lunch."


    I didn''t want to argue with him. But instead, I leaned against the table weakly, ring at Hendrix, and


    mumbled under my breath like a child, "Hendrix, I''m not your pet."


    Hendrix quirked his eyebrows, and he pushed the juice the waiter had served to the front of me. He


    smiled, "Who would keep such a disobedient pet?"


    I remained silent. Staring nkly at the empty road outside the window, I suddenly felt that it would be


    great if we were able to


    be like this in the future.


    I imagined my future with him and the child, living a peaceful and fulfilling life together. Sometimes we


    would quarrel, but most of the time, our home would be filled withughter. Truth be told, I wouldn''t


    As for other things, I should just close my eyes to those that could be ignored.


    After the meal, I felt as if I were a pig that Hendrix had fed a lot of food with. If it hadn''t been for a call to


    his phone, I would have spewed out what I had swallowed from earlier.


    Something might havee up at thepany. After hanging up, Hendrix looked at me and asked,


    "What else do you want to have?"


    I shook my head and rubbed my stomach. I was so full to the point that it was ufortable. "I''ll throw


    up if I eat more."


    Heughed. "Evan will send you hometer. I''m going back to thepany for a meeting. Don''t


    wander around, and go home for a good rest."


    I nodded, leaned back in my chair, and motioned him to go ahead if he had something to do.


    Evan came as I just walked out of the restaurant. He parked right outside the restaurant and was


    waiting for me. I said, "Evan, if you have something to do, go ahead! I''m too full. I want to walk around


    to help with the digestion."


    He should be busy with work recently.


    After some hesitation, Evan nodded and left me a few words. "Be careful, Miss Reid."


    As soon as Evan left, I was much more rxed. It was quite far from the vi, so I couldn''t possibly


    walk back home. I originally wanted to go back to thepany to get my car, but I still felt like hanging


    around.


    So I simply walked along the street. Themercial street downtown was full of luxurious brand stores


    that were well renovated. Then, I remembered that Hendrix''s suits were mostly ck in color.


    I found a men''s clothing store, and I entered it.


    "Hello, Madam. Are you looking for clothes for your husband?" The shop assistant asked eagerly.


    I nodded and looked around. In the end, I picked out two sets of suits, one gray and the other royal


    blue. Although they were no match with the custom- made suits in our home, these were still high- end


    brands with high quality and great designs.


    Seeing that I had picked out two sets, the shopping guide was surprised and confirmed with me,


    "Madam, are you sure you are going to take these two?"


    I nodded, but I didn''t know Hendrix''s size. So I took out my cell phone and dialed Hendrix''s number.


    It took a long while for the phone to be picked up.


    "Hello!" It was obvious that a girl had picked up the phone rather than Hendrix.


    I was taken aback by the speaker, then after I steadied myself, I continued calmly, "I''m Arianna. Could


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    you please pass the phone to Hendrix?"


    "Hello, Miss Reid. I''m Chloe. Mr. Roberts is in a meeting now. You can leave a message with me. I''ll


    pass it on to Mr. Robertster."


    I was a bit annoyed. Hendrix had never allowed anyone to take his cell phone. Even if he was at a


    meeting, he would bring it with him. At most, he would switch to silent mode. Yet, it obviously wasn''t


    with him right then.


    "It''s fine. Just ask him to call me backter," After that, I hung up the phone.


    The shop assistant looked at me and asked nervously, "Madam, what size do you prefer?"