My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 291

Eventually, I had gotten used to sitting in the courtyard to wait for Hendrix at mealtimes. It was already

fall in Jarold City, so the evening breeze was chilly.

Many of the plants and flowers in the courtyard began to turn yellow and fall to the ground. Some even

looked a little withered.

Hendrix had said that once the initial hustling of setting up the new headquarters hushed down, he

would arrange people to bed out new plants that were in season.

"Madam, you have a phone call," Heather came to me with my phone and said.

She pulled me back to my senses. I took the phone and saw that it was a call from Aaron. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Arianna, happy birthday!" There was a faint hint of joyous in Aaron's voice.

After hearing what he said, I took a look at the screen and realized that it was my birthday.

Stunned, I said, "Thank you!" I didn't really remember my birthday since I married Hendrix. If it weren't

for the occasional chances of seeing the date written on my driving license, I wouldn't know how old I

was.

"Do you have any plan for the evening?" he asked.

I looked up at the sunset as the night slowly came. "I'm staying at home," The expected delivery date

was near, and I knew I should stay home as much as possible.

"Oh," he said, "Then why don't I go over and celebrate your birthday with you?"

I knew Aaron offered this out of good intention, but Hendrix never liked to see Aaron. So, I said, "No,

thanks."

At this time, the doorbell rang. Thinking that it was Hendrix, I couldn't help frowning. His fingerprint was

registered into the security system. He didn't need to ring the doorbell.

Aaron continued over the phone, "Open the door. I've prepared something for you!"

Confused, I got up and went to open the door.

Once the door was opened, I saw a large pink cake placed right at the front of the doorstep,

surrounded by many pink heart- shaped balloons. In the balloons, there were fairy lights, making the

balloons look especially at night.

"Do you like it?" After giving me enough time to take in his presents, Aaron spoke again.

I was beyond surprised. Controlling not to show too much joy, I said, "Did you prepare these?"

He hummed in agreement. Then, he instructed in a faint voice, "Now, look up to the sky."

I raised my head, and in just a moment, fireworks lit up the sky. I simply couldn't put the feelings I felt

when I saw the fireworks into words.

I smiled, and I couldn't help but tear up at his effort, "You... Aaron, thank you!"

It felt good to know that someone had you in their mind.

"You're welcome!" he replied nonchalantly. "I'll celebrate your birthday with you every year in the

future."

Looking at the fireworks in the sky, I was a little distracted. It was Andrea's birthday as well.

After a long while, the fireworks ended. I picked the pink cake up and brought it back to the villa. Minnie

and Heather saw it and came to help me to carry it to the table, asking who's birthday cake it was.

I smiled softly, "It's mine."

Minnie was stunned, but she was quick to say excitedly, "Why didn't you say that it's your birthday

today, Arianna? I'll call Master Hendrix at once and ask him to prepare something as a surprise!"

I smiled and shook my head lightly, "No need.

I don't usually celebrate my birthday. A nice dinner together when he comes home later will be

enough."

Minnie ignored me and still took out her phone. She held it to her ear for some time, probably because

Hendrix wasn't picking up the call. Minnie frowned, "Why did he turn his phone off at this hour? Maybe

his phone died because of insufficient battery."

I looked at the cake sent by Aaron, and it reminded me of Monique. I wondered what was up with her.

She hadn't returned any of my calls, nor could I reach her.

For years, she would call to wish me a happy birthday or, at the very least, prepare a small cake for me

on my birthday. It was usually how I remembered that it was my birthday.

At the thought of this, I took my cell phone and called Monique. The dial tone rang for a long time, but

no one answered.

Calling several times in a row and reaching the same busy tone, I began to feel anxious and decided to

call Ian.