My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 249

After spending a few hours getting to know Nerissa, I was even confused as to why she chose to marry a man so much older than her. She was even willing to lose her reputation for it. With her family background, she could easily have a blessed relationship with a young and outstanding man.

I glanced sideways at Hendrix, who was looking straight ahead at the road with his deep dark eyes. His face was unreadable, so I said, "Aunt Nerissa must be really in love with Uncle Yohannes."

Nerissa was willing to live in ill- fame for Yohannes. She definitely loved him very much.

Hendrix's eyebrows furrowed together. Sparing a look at me, he asked, "What is love?"

I didn't see the question coming, and I didn't know what the answer was as well. The question had rooted in my mind, and after much thought, I still couldn't answer it.

It was already quite late at night when we got home. I was exhausted, but Hendrix insisted that I should eat something. After a quick

meal, I went to bed and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

It was already noon when I woke up the next day, and Hendrix was nowhere to be seen.

I went downstairs and saw Heather — the helper Hendrix had hired —in the living room. She noticed me and came forward with a faint smile, "Mrs. Roberts, Mr. Roberts had some errands to run. But he had instructed me to take care of your meals."

I nodded. My head was throbbing, probably from sleeping for too long.

After a simple lunch, Nerissa came over for a visit. And she wasn't surprised when she saw me alone at home.

It was hot in Jarold City. She was wearing a long skirt, and her hair pulled up into a neat bun. Seeing that I had just finished my lunch, she smiled and said, "I was just thinking about asking you out for lunch if you haven't eaten."

"How about you, Aunt Nerissa? Have you eaten?" I asked. Then, before Nerissa could reply, I looked in Heather's direction and asked her to prepare some light snacks for Nerissa.

"It's alright, I've already had some at home." Nerissa declined. Taking my hands, she suggested, "You're unfamiliar with Jarold City, aren't you? Go get dressed, and come with me for a tour around town later."

I sent him the location while following Nerissa around compliantly.

About an hour later, I started to get tired. I hesitated for quite some time, and I finally mustered the strength to interrupt Nerissa, "Aunt Nerissa, I think we've already got most of the things I needed. We should go back."

The weather was too hot in Jarold City. No one could stand it for so long.

Nerissa was comparing the baby bottles in her hands in a dilemma when I said that. When she heard me, she lifted her eyes to look at me and asked in concern, "What's wrong? Are you tired?"

I forced a smile and answered truthfully, "A little." I was afraid that if I lied, she could still continue the shopping spree for another hour.

Seeing that I indeed seemed tired, Nerissa called the driver to help put the things we had bought to the car, and she brought me to a cafe. On our way there, she said, "Let's rest at the cafe for a while. We can go and look for the maternity items later. You're only two months away from giving birth, but there are so many more things to pick up for you and the baby! I don't trust Hendrix to prepare everything for you. After all, he is a man. He

wouldn't be as heedful as us women would."