My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1190

He nodded and looked at me. He obviously didn't have the intention of saying anything else. His gaze fell onto the two thermal lunch boxes.

I hesitated for a moment and stuttered, "I..."

"Am I suppose to eat both of these?" He looked back at me and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Or did you plan on eating with me?"

After the fight we had, I knew that I was wrong, but it was so hard to release my grip on pride all at once. I mumbled, "It's all for you!" I wasn't hungry anyway, I told myself.

He sat down beside me and began to open the lunchbox. Seeing that the two dishes were the same, he took out both bowls and chopsticks, placed one set in front of me, and said, "Eat!"

I pouted, "I'm not hungry, you eat!"

He looked at me and joked, "Are you going to be a full-time pig breeder in the future?"

What? After a while, I realized the joke and that he was saying that he couldn't finish all of the food. Giving him two lunch boxes was no different from feeding a pig.

With a blush on my face, I took the chopsticks and

lowered my head to eat.

After a moment of silence, I took the initiative and said very seriously, "Hendrix, I'm sorry!"

In the face of my sudden and inexplicable apology, he just looked at me slightly and then nodded, "Well, ok."

After that, there was silence.

What I saw stabbed my heart. With the twinge of pain in my heart, I raised my hand and touched his eyebrows unconsciously. I said slightly, "Have you been very tired recently?"

He held my hand and said with soft eyes, "It's normal."

I suddenly realized that I rarely showed actual concern about him. I leaned into his arms and hugged him. I asked heavily, "Hendrix, do you think that I'm not qualified to be your wife?"

He patted the strands of hair on my forehead and was surprised that I would suddenly say something like this. He said, "Why do you always deny yourself? Arianna, we're no longer the immature people we once were."

I nodded. I leaned against his chest and listened to his heartbeat. Then I said, "How about you stay at the Moore Family's residence? The project in Lancille Village has not been completed yet. After

National Day, I have to go back again. I know that the Roberts Group has many things making you busy. Although I can't help you with much, I can massage your back or something when you come home tonight. Besides, my mother can make delicious food. Is this okay?"