My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1572

Kissing, hugging, and so much more than that...

After nearly two hours, Hendrix finally let go of me with satisfaction.

As soon as I laid down to rest, I heard the sound of showering coming from the bathroom. It was Hendrix, who'd gone to take a shower. Thinking that he would be busy working tomorrow, I stacked my pillows a little higher and waited for him to finish showering so we could go to bed together.

Before long, Hendrix came out in a bathrobe, but he went straight into the cloakroom instead. When he came out, he was already dressed in a suit.

"Are you going back to the office?" Amos had made an appointment with Hendrix at nine o'clock in the morning. If he went back to work at this hour, he probably wouldn't be back early. I was really worried that he would not have enough sleep, having to spend time going back and forth between our house and his company.

Hendrix walked to the bed and bent down to kiss me on the forehead. He said softly, "There are some issues that have to be dealt with tonight. You go to sleep first."

"Okay." I sighed. I knew that I couldn't be a stumbling block in his career, but I still couldn't help reminding him, "Come back early, don't spend the night in the office, you'll catch a cold."

Hendrix laughed. "Don't worry. I'm full of strength now. I can stay up all night."

I blushed and pretended to urge him out. "Go, go, come back early."

Hendrix nodded and left the room with his phone.

As soon as he left, the house quieted down, and I didn't feel sleepy anymore.

Glancing at the time, I realized it was only eleven o'clock, and the most exciting part of the night had just started.

Thinking of Amos' advice, I put on my clothes and got out of bed. I took my medicine for today with a glass of warm water and threw out the previous medications that I'd taken to nourish my body.

Almost immediately, Freya called me on the phone and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you alone tonight, like me?"

I laughed. Sometimes, I really felt that she was a humorous person. "Professor Holt isn't home?"

She complained, "Don't mention it. He'd already left for the meeting. I just don't understand why they don't want to stay at home and enjoy their free time during the holidays. Do intellectuals have different brain structures compared to normal people?"

This was exactly what Freya was thinking. Her mouth was not forgiving, but she had a warm heart. She probably just couldn't bear to part with Zachary. I teased her, "Professor Holt is young and promising, and he's so handsome. Aren't you afraid young women will target him if you don't go along with him to his meeting?"

Men in their thirties were more popular than young people in their twenties. At this age, men were more mature and stable, and they had achieved a lot in their careers. For people like Zachary, his thoughtful personality would definitely attract many young girls who admired him.

I often felt that Zachary, who taught in a college, was more attractive to girls compared to Hendrix.