My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 244

I was a bit confused at Hendrix's suggestion. Monique was cleared to be discharged and walked

around. But would Josiah be able to join us?

Therefore, I asked, "Is Doctor Saunders allowed to walk around freely?"

"He's a doctor. He should know what he can do." Hendrix only replied lightly.

Hearing this response, I didn't know what else to say. Still, I cringed at the thought of treating friends of

our own to a meal together.

Although everyone was invited for the meal, and they should really try to get to know each other, I still

couldn't help feeling the embarrassment in advance.

Hendrix made a reservation for a spacious private room at a restaurant. When we settled down in the

private room and the food was served, the situation was just as awkward as I had imagined. Ian and

Sawyer were talking with each other. They seemed to have endless topics to talk about.

Monique only focused on eating, and Austin was busy attending Andrea.

However, Andrea was trying very hard to help Hendrix with the food while Hendrix was busy putting

food on my plate.

It was dreary.

Everyone at the table basically knew each other-other than Ian-but they rarely came across each other

on normal days.

Josiah was seated beside Monique, who was next to me. His face was still a little pale as he hadn’t

fully recovered from the accident.

He usually wouldn't talk much. Likewise, he was barely talking this time. His dark eyes fell on Monique,

and he noticed that she was eating uncontrollably. Josiah frowned and commented, "Eating too much

will burden your stomach."

Monique raised her head and looked at him. Then, she replied flatly without many expressions, "Okay.

Noted."

Following that, she continued eating. Monique was being her usual self.

Josiah frowned, finally realizing that his effort went to waste.

Meantime, Andrea glanced at me and asked gracefully, "Miss Reid, aren't you going to introduce your

friend to us?"

She was talking about Ian.

Although Ian seemed bubbly and heartless all the time, he was even more protective of his friends and

families than Monique did.

And I had confided in him about the affairs between Hendrix and Andrea before.

Therefore, although he was talking to Sawyer since we had arrived at the restaurant, he had been

eyeing Andrea. Ian was waiting for a chance to lash out at her.

Since Andrea had taken the initiative to start a conversation, Ian cut in and answered the question

before me while glaring at Andrea, "Yes, I've heard so much about you. Aren't you the one who uses NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

people to achieve your motives?"

We were seated at a large table. To convey his words across the table, Ian was loud. Naturally,

everyone on the table heard everything clearly.

For a moment, no one said anything, and everyone only watched in secondhand embarrassment.

Andrea remained composed, but it was evident that she was struggling to keep the smile on her face.

Instead, Austin chimed in, "Miss Reid does have some educated friend, don't you? This friend of yours

began attacking others before saying anything."

Ian sneered. "You're Austin, right? Oh, I'm not attacking her, alright? By the way, since you're so

protective of her, why don't you marry her? Keep her hands off other women's husbands, would you?"

"That's right. The grass is always greener on the other side, isn't it?" Monique added. But what she said

was ill-timed.

I glanced at Monique, and she was looking at Josiah with resentment. I couldn't help but be curious at

how complicated the story between these two would be.

Seeing that they were going to break into a fight, Hendrix's face darkened, and he darkly said, "It's not

good for pregnant women to stay in such an environment. Let's just finish up the meal."

Hearing that, Andrea shot daggers at me. She seemed resentful, but she said nothing else.

I buried my face into my hands. Since only a few people knew about Monique's pregnancy, and my

pregnancy bump was so big that I couldn't pretend that I wasn't pregnant, Hendrix was obviously

talking about me.

"Look, this is what I call a biased favor," Ian said with a smug look on his face.

After Ian said that, Sawyer cast me an unfathomable look. Then, he noticed that Ian had moved the fish

dishes near him, Sawyer frowned and said in displeasure, "I don't like

fish."