Anne was young, so she couldn't understand the absurdity of her words. Hendrix pulled her over and laughed, "If Mom is going to give birth, she would do it for me!"
It was funny how serious he was.
Anne frowned. She turned serious, looked up to him and asked, "So, will Mr. Roberts marry my Mom?"
"Of course!" Hendrix looked at me tenderly.
Anne nodded, feeling somewhat happy. She looked at me and said, "Mom, after you and Mr. Roberts get married, do I have a father then? Can we have a little brother?"
I smiled at her statement. It was almost time, so I began checking the tickets. Then, I stood up and said, "Let's go, it's time to board the plane."
Not receiving an answer, Anne frowned, feeling a bit depressed. However, children's moods change quickly.
We entered the first-class cabin and sat down. After Anne fell asleep, he pulled at me with a small smile. "How about a wedding in October?"
It was now September. If the wedding was in
October, wouldn't it be next month?
After a pause, I said while frowning, "Hendrix, let's go with the flow!"
No matter what, the wedding didn't seem so important anymore. Our return to Jarold City was mainly for Anne to have a bright future.
I hadn't thought about the rest.
When he saw my refusal, he was not angry at all. Instead, he nodded with a small smile and said, "Okay, we can get married when you're ready."
The flight from Ucrebury to Jarold City was four hours. I woke up as soon as the plane landed.
Evan had contacted us in advance so that he could pick Anne up. Hendrix received a phone call as soon as we got off the plane.
Judging from his tone, it should be a business call. He was the chairman of a listed company, so it was natural for him to be busy.
Hanging up the phone, he glanced down at the watch on his wrist and said, "The driver will send you both back to the villa. Wait for me for lunch!"
Looking at the time, it was already 12 o'clock. Anne had also woken up. Seeing that Hendrix was not around, she rubbed her eyes as she asked,
"Mom, did Mr. Roberts go to work?"
I nodded and replied, "He'll be back soon. Go and wash up first. We'll go downstairs to wait for him."
Anne liked Hendrix. Through their interactions over the past few days, I could tell that she relied on Hendrix.
However, I was still a little worried when I thought about Josiah. If one day Josiah insisted on bringing Anne back to the Saunders family, what should I do?
Since Anne had enough sleep, she was in good spirits. She was curious about the new place, so she decided to walk around the yard after running in the hall.
I sat in the yard as I waited for Hendrix. Evan passed the little poodle over to Anne.
I looked at the time, slightly worried.
I was confused as I thought that Even had something to say. I couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
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