My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 262

I called out after Heather, refusing her offer, "There's no need. I'm only walking around the

neighborhood, and I won't go far from our house."

"I can go with Mrs. Roberts," Hilda originally had come to the main house to give me a checkup, but

she stepped forward after seeing that Heather and I were in an impasse.

Heather was taken aback at that and asked in uncertainty, "Is that okay?"

Obviously, she was asking my opinion about it. I nodded, "I don't mind it."

After all, it was safer to have someone to come with me.

With that, Hilda and I left the villa. We didn't take the car as I only wanted to walk in the neighborhood.

Hilda and I got to the corner of the road when she, looking at me, began to make small talk, "Mrs.

Roberts, you're just like me. We can't adapt to the fast living pace in such a big city."

I nodded in agreement, "Ucrebury is already one of the fast-developing cities, but it's still far from the

quick pace in Jarold City."

Since it was a casual conversation, Hilda dropped the formalities and suggested, "I found a place with

a nice environment earlier when I was exploring the city on the first few days we're here. You can have

tea while listening to some insiders' stories of the wealthy and influential people in Jarold City over

there. Are you interested in such a place?"

"Of course," I laughed. I got so bored recently, and Hilda's suggestion was most welcomed.

I initially thought that we would need to get the car to go to the cafe she mentioned, but it was just a

few minutes' walk away from the neighborhood. The cafe itself was a detached villa, furnished in

traditional style. It had a quiet and serene environment, and there was a touch of traditional elegance in

the designs. It indeed was enjoyable to spend time in the cafe.

"How is it? This place gives you a good feeling, doesn't it?" As soon as we arrived at the counter, Hilda

asked.

I nodded and my mood was much lifted. While Hilda ordered for us, I looked around at its interior

decorations.

"Let's sit on the second floor! The second floor has a good view," Taking the desserts she ordered for

us, Hilda beckoned to me to follow her to the second floor.

We walked up the winding wooden stairs to an intricately designed landing. While Hilda was looking for

a table for us, I observed the details and felt the effort that the owner of the cafe had put into decorating

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Hilda tugged on my sleeves and said, "Let's go back to the first floor. It's full-house up here."

I was confused because that wasn't the case. I could see several unoccupied tables in just a quick

glance.

It was at this moment that I saw the man and woman sitting by the window. I finally knew where

Hendrix went after the call. It turned out that he was here having afternoon tea with Andrea.

"Mrs. Roberts, shall we go downstairs?" Hilda asked awkwardly.

I shook my head, "You said the second floor has a better view, didn't you? Let's find a table here and

enjoy the view," Then, I walked to one of the empty tables by the window.

Hilda followed closely and sat opposite of me. She tried to divert my attention and said, "Is there

anything else that you want to add?" "No, it's good enough," From where I was sitting, I could see

everything Hendrix and Andrea did.

The table I picked wasn't very secretive, so Hendrix could see me as soon as he looked up. I had no

idea what they were talking about.

I wondered what they were talking about, because Andrea's face was drained of color, and she didn't

seem as composed as she usually did.

Then, Hendrix reached out to his cup for a sip of his beverage after finishing a sentence. Right at the

moment, he met my eyes.

He frowned and set down the cup in his hand. He seemed a little surprised to see me here.

I gave him a faint smile as a greeting. Then, the waiter served more desserts to our table. So, I averted

my gaze, lowered my head, and dug in on the desserts.

"No wonder you recommended them. These are really delicious!" I took a few bites before saying to

Hilda with a smile.

She smiled in return, but she couldn't stop glancing behind me. I didn't think she was doing it

consciously, but it was obvious that she was a little restless.

It was actually understandable. After all, Hendrix and I were husband and wife. But he was enjoying the

afternoon tea with another woman. And the rumors surrounding Hendrix and Andrea's relationship

didn't help with Hilda's uneasiness anyway.