My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 247

Irvin's appearance was one of the best.

"Arianna!" Someone called out. I came back to my senses, and I turned to catch up with Hendrix and Nerissa.

Nerissa smiled tenderly at me and reminded me, "Look where you're going. You're pregnant."

I nodded at that. Feeling a gaze from behind, I turned around to meet with a pair of eyes.

It was Irvin. He was looking at me with clear eyes. I didn't expect that, and without thinking, I curled my lips into a faint smile and nodded slightly as a greeting.

Irvin only frowned and lowered his head to continue reading.

The living room was bright and lavish. Right by the stairs, there was a well- maintained grand piano. I recognized its brand. It was an expensive piano.

Nerissa instructed the maidservants to prepare food and invited Hendrix and me to sit down in the living room. Her gaze was gentle. "Yohannes is at the company. He'll be back later."

She then turned to look at me and smiled, "You're seven months pregnant, right? Have you decided on where to deliver the baby?"

I returned with a soft smile, and I took a quick glance at Hendrix. I answered, "Hendrix had everything arranged."

Hearing that, Nerissa nodded, and the smile on her face was still warm.

After talking for a little more, Nerissa brought us to the backyard for some tea. As usual, Hendrix spoke very little. It was Nerissa who did all the talking.

She asked about how the Roberts family was doing over these years, about Hendrix, the Roberts Group, and everyone around him. She just didn't ask about Dalton.

Hendrix replied to each question steadily, and Nerissa's eyes turned redder by the second. So, I got up and excused myself, "Please excuse me. Can I walk around by myself? My waist hurts a little from sitting too much."

Nerissa stood up and was eager to make an arrangement, "We have a doctor at home. Would you like me to call him over?"

I quickly shook my head, "It's alright. I'll just walk around. Please, don't mind me."

I was dumbfounded at that. We had never met before, so the hatred he had towards me was unexplainable.

Fortunately, it was just a simple greeting, and he left soon after.

It was already two in the afternoon when we had our lunch.

At the dining table, Nerissa introduced everyone. There were five of us, namely Hendrix, Nerissa, and I. The other two were Irvin and Yohannes.

Yohannes Granger was a man in his fifties. He was a leading figure in the fields of finance, but he was surprisingly amiable to the people around him.

Nerissa was a charismatic woman who wasn't even thirty- five years of age. Yohannes, on the other hand, was middle-aged. The great age difference in the couple had me making guesses.

My doubts were explained when a woman named Kennedy showed up.