My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 606

I paused for a moment and smiled. "The reason why he came here to escape wasn't because of me. He probably had someone in his heart and wasn't sure himself, so he came to visit me."

However, I was a little curious about who the girl was.

With that being said, Hendrix didn't say anything else. He used a spoon to dig out the flesh from the middle of the watermelon and put it to my mouth.

I was forced to take a bite and said, "I don't like to eat watermelons." Otherwise, Anne would not like to go to collect crops whenever someone came to visit. She loved having someone eating fruits with her.

As the night deepened, Evan came over. Hendrix stood up and gave Anne a hug. Then, he looked at me and said, "It's getting late. You both should get some rest soon."

I froze for a moment. "You..." He wasn't staying?

I didn't ask him that last question. If he came, I welcomed him. If he left, I wouldn't keep him here.

Anne tilted her head and looked at him in confusion. "Mr. Roberts, don't you want to stay at our house?"

With a slight smile, he knelt down beside Anne and said in a gentle voice, "I have something to do. I will visit you again when I have the time."

Anne nodded her head. She felt disappointed.

He got up and looked at me. With a slight smile, he said, "Go to bed early."

As I watched him leave with Evan, I was quiet for a long time. Then, I brought Anne back into the house. A day in August was still hot.

Counting the years, Anne was almost five years old.

"It was four years ago, after you left. While it looked like he devoted all his energy to his work, he is actually bringing himself closer to death. Sometimes, he would spend all night drinking. He was even sent to the hospital many times. The doctor advised him that he cannot take wine. But he wouldn't listen and still drank. Mrs. Roberts, you know better than anyone what position you are in his heart."

Taking the dishes from his hands, I said, "I'll head over there later. Give me the hotel key card and have a break. Your health is the most important."

Seeing that I had agreed, he smiled happily like a child. He handed the key card to me and said, "Okay, please hurry over soon."

As he walked away, I was lost in thought. During years of separation, some people nursed their wounds, while others struggled as if they were in hell.

In the eyes of many women, if a man was falling apart because of a woman, then this man must have loved this woman very much.

However, Hendrix was different. We were married for a few years. His impulse and haste seemed to have been buried in these past four years. All that's left was his shrewdness, calmness, and restraint.