My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1825

Hence, there was no point in taking the bull by its horns any longer. We could only think of another approach.

After thinking for a moment, I decided to take my leave. "Don't pressure yourself too much. Give yourself some time. Also, I've been here for too long. If I don't go now, Serene and Eddison will come find me. I'l take my leave first," I said.

As I spoke, I stood up and walked out. Hendrix followed me. "I'll have Evan take you home."

"He doesn't have to. I came with Mullen," I told him.

I smiled as I rejected Hendrix's offer. I tiptoed and gave him a light kiss on the lips. Then I turned around, opened the door and left.

Before entering the elevator, I could see his gloomy eyes following me.

I returned to the car and immediately instructed Mullen to drive, "Make a round."

Hearing this, Mullen glanced at me in surprise. Having met my expressionless face, she pondered for a moment, then revved the engine.

Five minutes later, I returned to the Roberts Group again.

However, this time, Mullen had intentionally parked the car out of the sight of the surveillance cameras. She switched off the headlights and we sat in the darkness. From where our car was parked, we could watch the people who entered and left the building distinctively all without being discovered.

Once the car came to a stop, I rolled down the window and fixed my gaze on the revolving door.

Perhaps Mullen was slightly bored with my plans of spying on my husband. Hence, she lit a cigarette, placed one hand on the door, and puffed out the smoke. She looked unbothered as she leaned back into the seat.

Women who did not smoke looked innocent and sweet, but those who did had a dominant aura about them - they were sexy, cold and mysterious.

I turned my head impulsively and looked at her. The faint scent of tobacco mixed with the night breeze blew towards me. I choked lightly and coughed twice while waving my hand to clear the air. Mullen did not say anything. She took one last breath deeply, then threw the half- smoked cigarette out of the car before rolling up the

window.

"I don't mind it," I told her. It was a little embarrassing that she had to stop because of me.

After all, we were of the same status. There was no need to do things to match my preferences all the time.

Mullen turned her head and glanced

at me. Her deep eyes, which were as dark as midnight, were filled with confusion. "I used to think that

women who had seen the world net

would only love themselves.

However, you are an exception," she said.

Her sarcastic tone was hinting to me that she did not agree with us spying on Hendrix.

Indeed, I agreed this was a bit much. I had charged to the office in the middle of the night, and brought bodyguards with me just to monitor my husband; people would think that Hendrix was unfaithful.

For those who made a living as mercenaries, they would all have severed their emotions naturally. Mullen wa's particularly one of the most outstanding figures among them, so she would not usually take it to heart.

Since I had started the law firm and had the assistance of the Reid and Moore family, could be considered a force not to be reckoned with among other women. In Mullen's view, should have lived for myself. However, what she saw was an abandoned woman who put her great abilities to catch her husband in the act. It was understandable why she mocked me.

I was about to explain to Mullen when I saw Hendrix and Evan come out one after the other through the revolving door across the street. Hendrix was visibly bent over.

They were in a hurry, and soon after, they got into the car and started the engine, ready to leave.