My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1193

Upon entering the Sunset Restaurant, the young ladies dressed in light satin dresses simultaneously greeted us with a slight bow. "Welcome."

Following behind Hendrix, I couldn't help complaining, "What's Aaron doing? It feels like we are going to eat in a br*thel. It's so lavish."

An enchanting woman led us to the second floor after we told her Aaron's name. Then we entered a private room that had a large window onlooking a magnificent night lake view. The dim lights reflected on the sparkling lake's surface. The scene was particularly beautiful!

Aaron was in there, leaning back on his chair lazily, casually chewing on some food. He looked frivolous and carefree. When he saw Hendrix and me, he mocked Hendrixwith a snort, "Oh, when did Mr. Roberts became a baby? You follow your wife wherever she goes."

Hendrix just glanced at him indifferently. He ignored him and sat down elegantly by the window. I sat down and couldn't help asking when I saw Aaron's frivolous look, "What's wrong with you? Why did you become like this?"

He looked at me, narrowed his eyes, and said, "It seems that you have been living a good life outside recently. Your face is getting rounder. Arianna, it's time for you to lose some weight!"

I almost spat blood out of anger. He had started to ridicule me as soon as he saw me. Looking at him, I curled my lips and said, "You have such a vicious mouth. Have you been having a hard life recently? Why are you so unkind to others?"

He rolled his eyes at me and said indifferently, "What would you like to eat? The food here is not bad. You can have a try."

After saying that, he passed me the tablet on the table that was used for ordering dishes and asked me to order whatever I liked.

I casually ordered a few dishes and passed the tablet to Hendrix. Then I looked at Aaron and said, "How's your family? Is Yana doing well?"

Aaron opened it but didn't bother pouring it into the wine glass. He placed it directly in front of Hendrix and said crudely, "Mr. Roberts, we men don't need to care so much about manners, right? Let's finish this bottle of wine in one shot."

Upon hearing that, I opened my eyes wide and said, "Aaron, is there something wrong with your brain? This is wine, not beer. Do you not want your life anymore?"

"Stop nagging. It's just a few mouthfuls of wine. Aren't you just worried about your man? Then, I'll drink it myself." Aaron cursed. He looked at Hendrix and curled his lips. "F*ck you!"

I was shocked upon hearing that. What had this man gone through recently? Why did he change so much?

Hendrix didn't argue. He clinked his bottle with Aaron and lifted it to his lips drinking. Before I could open my mouth to stop him, he spoke first, "It doesn't matter. It's okay to drink occasionally."