My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 222

I downloaded the YouTube app for him. Eventually, I couldn't contain my curiosity and opened his WhatsApp.

As expected, Hendrix's WhatsApp was relatively quiet. Aside from his family and close friends, there were only names of notable businessmen.

He had named all contacts except for one, labeled as Aunt'. Slightly baffled, I couldn't recall Hendrix having an aunt.

I've never heard it from Dalton either.

"What are you looking at?" His voice came from behind, and I almost threw the phone away in shock. Hendrix was drying his hair with a towel while he asked me, "What do you feel like eating? I'll cook it for you."

I mumbled, "Anything!" And I returned the phone, putting it in front of him. "You have an aunt?"

He nodded. "Yes, she lives in Jarold City. I planned to take you and pay her a visit when we go there in a few days."

"But I've never heard Grandpa mention her before," In fact, no one in the family had ever mentioned her too.

"She had left the Roberts family since she was a teenager to pursue her studies in Jarold City, and she barely comes back," Hendrix explained.

Even though she barely returned, it shouldn't be to the point where no one in the family had ever talked about her.

Then, I suddenly remembered that Hendrix and I hadn't visited Dalton ever since he passed away. So, I put the phone aside and crawled towards him. I circled my arms around his waist and stared up into his eyes, "Hendrix, before we go to Jarold City, let's pay a visit to Grandpa."

His hands running through his hair stopped midway as he was flustered by my suggestion, but he agreed with a nod.

Seeing that, I reached out to his cheek with a smile and gave him a peck. "Then, will you quickly arrange a time?"

I got out of the bed to use the bathroom, leaving Hendrix as he stayed baffled in that position.

I knew he was surprised. As I was aware that Dalton and Hendrix used to be on bad terms, I felt the need to help him let go of the grudges. In some way, it was for his own good, and I wanted to do something because of my gratitude to Dalton.

When I came out of the bathroom, Hendrix was no longer in the bedroom. I went downstairs to find him in the kitchen.