My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 216

"That's up to them if they want to date, and it's none of your business. Just eat already!" Monique teased as she pushed a plate of meat in Ian's direction.

He shifted his gaze back to our table, and he jested, "I don't eat meat."

"Oh, don't be such a wuss," It was typical of Monique to provoke Ian whenever she had the chance.

Almost losing his temper, Ian replied through gritted teeth, "Are you implying that all vegetarians are cowardly?"

How childish of them.

I took a glimpse at Sawyer's direction again. He and the girl had settled at a spot that was quite far away for us to see clearly.

After the meal, Ian tugged Monique and me. "Both of you have got to go to the nightclub with me tonight! It's troublesome for me to come back once. You won't just leave me at the hotel alone, right?"

Monique was puzzled, "Nightclub? Are you kidding us? Don't you know that we're both carrying a child? To bring two pregnant women, you-"Two pregnant women? Oh my god, Monique! You're pregnant too? Who's the father?"

Ian exclaimed loudly in shock.

The diners at our neighboring table cast look at us, so I quickly motioned him to lower his voice and babbled, "She meant if I'm pregnant, she's pregnant too. You know we're practically soulmates. Stop overthinking!"

I knew Monique didn't want others to know about her pregnancy.

Finally grasping the situation, Monique let out a sigh of relief and sarcastically said to Ian, "How smart of you, always reading the situation perfectly!"

Monique shrugged and agreed with him.

Indeed, when we used to travel during our college days, we almost always stayed in one room together to save the cost. After spending so much time together, Ian felt more like a brother to us.

After setting the navigation, Ian drove and started nagging.

Monique was already annoyed, so she kept her eyes shut, eventually dozed off while I listened to him in silence. Ian glanced over to me and lectured, "One of the common symptoms for depression is regularly feeling blue, irregular sleep, continuous low mood, not getting enjoyment out of life-"

Starting to feel irked by his constant nagging, I tried to change the topic, "Have you settled down in Mesville? Are you going to stay there for good?"

"Of course not," While waiting for the traffic light to change, hands still on the steering wheel, Ian told us, "I've completed all the courses for my psychology class. I'm thinking of returning to Jarold City to set up a clinic there, and live a simple life."