My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 999

When we got home, Naomi had already placed the food on the table. She smiled at us in welcome. "It'll be lively today. It's been a while since I've eaten with this many people."

She set down the cutlery. Seeing that Sebastian wasn't there yet, I looked at Naomi. "Did you call for Mr. Milton?"

She nodded, and she blushed. "He will be down in a little while."

She was acting very strange. "What's wrong?"

She smiled awkwardly and brushed off my question, "Let's eat."

A few minutes later, Sebastian came down having changed his clothes. He did not seem surprised to see Hendrix at his dining table. Instead, he greeted Hendrix politely and sat down.

I suddenly had a feeling that I was purposely left in the dark on something that everyone knew, except me.

"Arianna, what are you planning to do on Valentine's Day?"

Naomi's sudden words shocked me, and I looked up at her blankly.

She smiled at me, "Are you not hanging out with anybody? Why don't you ask Mr. Roberts if the both of you could hang out together?"

What was this woman doing?

Sebastian looked up, but he didn't say anything. It was Evan who said, "Oh right, it is Valentine's Day tomorrow."

"Yes, and it's the weekend as well!" Naomi turned her attention to Sebastian and said, "Mr. Milton, do you have plans with anyone?"

Sebastian looked at her dully. "Nope."

Naomi said without hesitation, "Then I'll make plans with you."

Flustered, Sebastian coughed and frantically reached out for a paper towel.

He kept quiet.

There was a slight pain in my lower abdomen, and I couldn't help but frown. Naomi got up and took out some watermelon juice from the refrigerator. "Try it, everyone. I've learned how to make a new watermelon drink."

On a hot day in August, iced watermelon juice was a blessing. The few sips felt extremely refreshing.

Everyone chatted casually for a while. Sebastian and Naomi drifting off for a private conversation in the backyard.

Evan claimed that he had something to do and left Hendrix me alone.

Hendrix's strange gaze was fixed on me, and it made me panic. I got up and busied myself with clearing away the dishes. I said, "You... Why don't you relax in the living room?"

He didn't respond but got up and started helping me put away the dishes.