My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1751

She paused, pursed her lips, and drank more than half her cup. Then, she looked away and said, "If I were stronger and held my ground, calling that woman out, maybe Zachary and I wouldn't have gotten to this point."

I rarely saw her like this. She looked as lonely as a traveler alone in the night, covered in wind and snow. I didn't know how to answer her.

Freya looked on for a while, and her loneliness dissipated in the blink of an eye. She began to gossip. "How long will you and Hendrix pretend to be divorced? Fortunately, you told me. Otherwise, I would have taught Hendrix a lesson when I saw that attitude of his."

"I don't know. It'll take some time." I sighed and suddenly felt a little depressed.

Who would be willing to pretend to be enemies if they could love each other without bounds?

There would never be a shortage of women around Hendrix. Even if none of them matched his strength and background perfectly, what if someone who could replace me really appeared one day? What should I do then?

As soon as I finished speaking, my phone vibrated in my pocket.

I took it out and found that it was a video call from Hendrix.

"Well, the big boss is here to check on you. I'd better stay away!" Freya joked, stood up and left.

To gain a firm foothold in the business circle, Freya had to rely on her connections. However, she had a lukewarm relationship with Pedro, so she appealed to Hendrix for him to invest instead. That was why he'd attended the ribbon- cutting ceremony that day. From that day on, Freya often joked about it by saying that she was working hard for Hendrix.

Helplessly, I shook my head with a smile and then picked up the phone call.

"You're only picking up my call after so long. Aren't you done being angry?" Hendrix raised his eyebrows and laughed smugly.

"What homemade lunch?" Hendrix was confused.

"Hendrix?" I narrowed my eyes and stared at him with sharp eyes. "Are you pretending to be dumb? Did you not eat the lunch Estella gave you everyday?"

Was that whole thing just gossip? Everyone in the company knew about it.

"When did that happen?" Hendrix's expression remained innocent, as if he had no idea about the matter.

"Nothing." Probably because of my old habits, I'd felt jealous after listening to harmless gossip again.