My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 347

"No matter how cold-hearted she is, she has her weaknesses. Since Andrea is easy to deal with, it won't be as hard as you think," The best revenge is shattering what mattered most to a person. He remained silent as he looked at me and said, "Let me remind you of one thing. Hendrix has nothing to do with Andrea and her two children."

I was stunned and frowned at him, "How did you know that?"

He shrugged, "It was an accidental discovery. Andrea seemed to have been r*ped before. She was pregnant, but she lost the baby from being careless. Now, this pregnancy of hers should be an "accident" with Austin. But based on Andrea's current intention, she wants Hendrix to be the father of the child, so she insisted that the child is Hendrix's."

This was a surprise. "Does Valerie know about this?"

He shook his head, "I'm afraid that by now, Austin still doesn't know who is the real father of the child. Only Andrea knows, and since she insisted that Hendrix is the father of the child, so Valerie naturally thinks that Hendrix is her lawfully wedded husband."

So, the reason why Valerie wanted to get rid of my child was because she wanted to pave the way for Andrea's livelihood?

"Does Hendrix know that the child is not his?" If not mistaken, Hendrix did mention before that he had nothing to do with Andrea.

He sneered, "How can he not? If he doesn't, is he even right in the head?"

I...

Alright!

"If that's the case, although Hendrix has taken good care of Andrea, he has never touched her. But why did he explain to me differently?

However, now that I thought about it, he probably had explained it to me a hundred times over; I just didn't believe him.

Andrea's brother sure was something though; being able to get such a man to protect his sister even from the grave.

Even though he knew that his child wasn't his, he still had to bear these reputations behind his back.

"What are you thinking about?" Aaron patted me and said, "My birthday is coming, so you have to give me something. I've been helping you so much, but I can't do anything with you. It's not worthwhile when you think about it."

How could he...

I pursed my lips and asked, "What do you want?"

"It's your call!"

This...

"A shirt? A tie? A belt?" I really didn't know what to give him. What should I get him for his birthday?

He looked at me, and his eyes sank, "I think you'd make a better gift."

I sneered and asked, "Do you want a corpse?"

He...

"Be more thoughtful about this. Don't spend money on useless things; a handmade gift is more meaningful."

I was speechless for a moment. This was the modern world. A gift was a gift. What was so wrong about buying one?

It was eleven o'clock at night when I returned to the villa. Hendrix had no returned yet, and Minnie was in the living room. She was in the midst of embroidering something.

When she saw me, she stopped what she was doing and said with a smile, "You're back."

I nodded and tried to get myself some water, but the water dispenser wasn't working despite several attempts.

Minnie asked, "Would you like some water? I was mopping the floor just now and accidentally knocked it over. Perhaps it is broken. It was already too late so I didn't call for anyone to come and get it repaired. Would you like me to make some for you?"

I shook my head. Seeing that she had packed her things and was ready to leave to rest, I looked at her and said, "It's alright, you should go rest."

She pointed at the water dispenser and said, "Then, you..."

"I'm not thirsty. Just leave!" I didn't want to talk, so I couldn't help but frown slightly.