Chapter 1587


    I clicked to check the message and looked at the profile picture. It was Raiya.


    The message popped up half an hour ago. It was the usual time for people to scroll through their


    social media.


    After all, she was Sawyer''s wife and my sister-inw. I thought about it and epted her friend


    request.


    After that, I logged out of WhatsApp and clicked on Twitter.


    Hendrix was excellent at hiding stuff, especially those about thepany. He was probably worried


    that it would affect my mood as I was preparing for pregnancy, so he didn''t want me to worry. I could


    only scroll through Twitter to check if everything was fine.


    Hendrix could handle all the trivial matters and didn''t need my help, but if the trouble was a huge


    deal for it to appear on Twitter, of course I couldn''t let him deal with it alone.


    Fortunately, after scrolling through the rmended posts for quite a while, there was no news


    about Roberts Group.


    Suddenly, a beeping sound rang. It was the notification sound for a new message on WhatsApp.


    I found it strange as I wondered who would text me at such an hour. Could it be Freya?


    I clicked into the message and realized that it was Raiya, which made me even more surprised.


    It would only make sense for a pregnant woman to go to sleep earlier. Raiya should have slept after


    sending the friend request.


    Had she been waiting for me?


    There were only a few words in Raiya''s message. "Are you asleep, Arianna?"


    As I wasn''t used to ignoring others, I typed on the keyboard and replied, "Not yet. It''s sote. Why


    are you still up?"


    Raiya replied almost instantly, "I slept for too long during the day. I''m not sleepy now. Do you have


    time tomorrow, Arianna?"


    "Is there anything in particr?" I asked.


    Raiya answered, "It''s not a big deal. Sawyer has been very busy with thepany recently, and he


    doesn''t have time to apany me. I was thinking that since you''re preparing for pregnancy, why


    don''t we go shopping together and buy pregnancy stuff and equipment?"


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    I thought about it. The appointment on the next day with Amos was only in the morning. I should


    have the time to meet her in the afternoon, so I agreed to it, "Yes, but I only have time in the


    afternoon. Are you alright with it?"


    "Sure, that''s a deal. I''ll go to your house tomorrow. Good night then," Raiya replied with a moon


    emoji.


    I looked at the emoji, and a smile pervaded my gaze. It seemed that Sawyer had been doing a good


    job taking care of Raiya. After getting married for so long, her girly side could still be seen from her


    text.


    Hendrix was always quick toplete his shower. When he came out of the bathroom and saw me


    giggling at the phone, he knelt at the bedside and leaned over, saying, "What''s so funny?"


    After taking his shower, Hendrix emitted a fragrant scent. I ced the phone aside and wrapped my


    hands around his neck, greedily sniffling in his scent. I said in a good mood, "Nothing much. Raiya


    just added me as a friend and said she would like to go shopping with me tomorrow. I agreed to it."


    "Raiya Hathaway? Sawyer''s wife?" Hendrix was stunned.


    "Yes!" I nodded. "We met in the hospital two days ago. Did you forget?" Hendrix was so busy with


    thepany''s business recently. It was understandable that he did not have an impression of her.


    "Of course not, I remember her," Hendrix said as he held my hand and sat on the bed. He reached


    out and pulled me into his embrace, asking while pondering, "Are you two close before this?"


    "Not really," I replied as I recalled that I had only met Raiya a couple of times. I was just an


    acquaintance of hers. I continued, "After all, she''s Sawyer''s wife, and it''s the holidays. I can''t be so


    cruel and reject her, can I? She was so kind to invite me."


    Hendrix tilted his head and helplessly brushed the tip of my nose, saying, "When can you change


    this ''always tolerating others'' behavior of yours? Do you really want to do something you don''t like


    every time just because you want to show respect for others?"


    "No," I denied. Although I was easy to persuade, I was not one without principles. I stubbornly


    rebuked, "It''s just because she''s somewhat rted to me. I''m not a person who would entertain just


    anyone. Wasn''t the incident with Anne enough? I''ve had my lesson."