My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 122

She nodded and blushed, "Although we've only started dating, we've known each other for a long time, so naturally, we'd want to get married soon."

I smiled and said nothing more. At that time, Josiah called, so she left after putting the documents on the table.

I picked up the call and greeted, "Hello, Doctor Saunders."

"Arianna, do you have time?" Judging from his tone, he sounded like he had something to discuss with me.

Confusingly, I replied, "I'm going out with Monique tonight. What's the matter?"

After a moment of silence, the man on the other end of the line said, "It's nothing. Hendrix called and wanted me to examine you."

I grimaced, "I'm fine, don't worry."

"Did you guys fight?" he asked.

"Nope!" I replied swiftly.

Hendrix and I never actually had a legit argument. We were basically strangers at this point, and strangers wouldn't have the same mindset on things, to begin with.

After some pauses, he spoke again, "Good to hear that. I have some supplements here with me. It's for the baby. You should come and get it some time, and take it regularly."

"Okay, thank you!"

"You're welcome."

After a few more words of courtesy, I hung up the phone. Then, I looked at the time and realized that it was time to get off work.

Remembering my date with Monique at the mall, I cleaned up my desk and went straight to the parking lot to get my car.

Since the previous incident, I rarely parked my car in the underground garage. It had always been dim and gave me a bad feeling anyway. Instead, I parked in the open-air parking lot right outside of the office building. Although it couldn't provide the best shade for the car, it was a lot safer than the garage.

I chuckled and couldn't help thinking back about our college days. We didn't have much money back then. So we would save up for a long time for a good meal together.

As time went by, we grew up, and we collected memories.

It was safe to say that the college days were the happiest phase of my life. Although I was struggling financially, I didn't have any other things to worry about. I was carefree.

After dinner, Monique dragged me into a baby store. After walking around for a while, she had chosen some necessities for the baby.

Seeing that most of them were, in one way or another, pink in color, I laughed, "What if it's a boy?"

She was looking at a crib when I had asked her. She then raised her head to look at me, "It doesn't matter if the baby is a girl or a boy. They can still use these before they turn three years old. If they really hate it, we can still come and buy at any time."

Indeed, what she said wasn't wrong.