My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 196

Sawyer made me confused. Right at that moment, the waiter served the dishes, so I ignored him and began to grill the meat. It had been a while since I had a meal outside. It was quite alluring.

"Arianna, did you hear what I said?" Sawyer was uptight. "You have to start planning for yourself. Don't wait until they've plotted everything and left you with nothing!"

I put the cooked meat on his plate and ate mine as I spoke, "It's still early to discuss this. Let's eat first."

I wasn't worried because I owned nothing other than myself. There was no need for them to scheme against me.

If Hendrix wanted a divorce, I would just sign it. In my opinion, nothing would be worse than death.

Seeing that I remained unmoved after listening to his lengthy lecture, Sawyer was at a loss for words. He only managed to speak a few words, "I'm casting pearls before swine."

After a while, he looked at my belly and continued, "You're going into labor soon.

Aren't you going to fight for your child?"

I felt like he was about to start nagging, so I put down my fork and looked into his eyes, "Don't worry. We'll come to you if we can't feed ourselves."

Upon hearing this, he grinned and squinted his eyes playfully. "Great! I'll be his godfather and leave him all my inheritance!"

Sawyer was already acting drunk even though he hadn't had any alcohol.

I ran out of words to say. So after putting more meat on his plate, I simply asked him to eat more, trying to keep his mouth busy with other things.

He laughed exaggeratedly and babbled as he ate, "Arianna, I'm dead serious. I want to be your child's godfather."

My phone rang in my bag. I took it out to see that it was Hendrix.

I didn't want to answer it, but he kept calling, and I didn't want to listen to Sawyer's nonsense. Therefore, I picked up the phone.

"Where are you?" Hendrix asked.

"The barbecue restaurant."

"Where is it?"

I really didn't want to see him. So I hesitantly answered, "We're almost done, and I'm heading back soon."

"Do you want me to broadcast in the mall?"

My anger flared at his shamelessness.

"Just head to the corner from your place," Grumpy, I hung up the phone as soon as I finished speaking.

Sawyer and I almost emptied the dishes on the table. Seeing that I had quite a lot, Sawyer asked with a smile, "Do you need more?"

I nodded. If Hendrix were to join us later, he wouldn't just sit by and watch.

About two minutes later, Hendrix arrived.

He smoothly took the seat by my side and rested his long arms behind my seat. He scanned at the almost empty plates on the table and asked, "What else do you want to eat?"

"I'm full!" I was telling the truth. I had eaten most of the food earlier.

"I ordered more." Sawyer took a glance at him and added, "Mr. Roberts, it seems like you're quite busy with your business recently."

Glancing sideways at Sawyer, Hendrix replied flatly, "Not really."

Sawyer never said anything pleasant to the ears, so I didn't expect him to say something good. As expected, what he said next was very straightforward, "I think the girl just now is so much younger than you, Mr. Roberts. Have you recently taken a liking to younger girls?"

I couldn't help but be dumbfounded by that, and my hand halted midway with a glass of water in it. I couldn't believe that Sawyer had dared to cross Hendrix's bottom line.

I glimpsed at Hendrix from the corner of my eye and saw that he was calm, and there was even a smile on his handsome face. "How about you? Do you prefer pregnant ladies?"

I spat a mouthful of water out.

Hendrix glanced at me and gracefully pulled a few tissues to wipe the water on my mouth. It was a little nerve-racking for me to let him help me, so I took the tissues away from his hand and wiped myself.