The photo is of Harrison Rowe and Jack Hawthorne, the two holding wine glasses and shoulder to shoulder facing the cara.
This was an ordinary photo, yet Sienna Thornton noticed Simon Forrester and Nina Sinclair standing together at the corner.
In the photo, Simon Forrester was looking down at his phone, while Nina Sinclair lifted her face to kiss his cheek. This mont was perfectly captured by the cara.
Sienna Thornton: "..."
The hairdryer roared in her hand as Sienna Thornton dried her hair, anwhile studying the photos taken before and after that one.
It seed to be a burst shot; Simon Forrester appeared in the fra at the beginning, but after two or three photos, he was no longer in the shot, though his silhouette was still captured.
He was standing aside talking to soone else, drinking. Initially, Nina Sinclair was a distance away from him, but slowly, they got closer until Nina kissed his cheek.
The cara froze this instant.
Sienna Thornton didn’t know what happened next, but she began to unravel the threads.
The post on Weibo was uploaded during the day on September 30th, but the setting in the photo was clearly at night. This suggested it was likely the night she couldn’t reach Simon Forrester, on September 29th...
She rembered it clearly, the night before Simon Forrester returned from The Northeast, she couldn’t contact him. She called Harrison Rowe, who hesitated and said Simon had drunk too much and passed out...
After being kissed by Nina, he was unreachable???
Sienna Thornton felt as if all her blood was rushing to her head, her anger so intense that her whole body trembled.
She struggled to control herself, holding the tablet, and went to the study to confront Simon Forrester for an explanation.
Simon Forrester was in a video eting. When he saw her enter, he motioned with his chin towards the sofa, signaling her to wait a mont.
The wait actually cald her down.
Simon Forrester quickly ended the eting, ca over to sit beside her, noticing her expression was off, he asked softly, "What’s wrong?"
She placed the tablet aside, sat up straight, and asked him in a slightly serious tone, "Is there anything you’re hiding from ?"
"Hmm?" Simon Forrester smiled at her, his hand habitually reached to pinch her shoulder and neck, but she dodged away at once.
Now he was sure sothing was really wrong, the smile on his face fading sowhat.
However, there were many things he was hiding from her, which one could it be?
He pondered for a while, and cautiously said, "No. What happened?"
She looked at him, heartbroken, "You’re sure there’s nothing?"
He assured, "Nothing."
She took a deep breath, pulled out the tablet, and pressed the ho button, the screen still paused on that photo.
He didn’t imdiately understand, puzzled, "Is there sothing wrong with the photo?"
She zood in on the photo.
Seeing the content clearly, he gasped, grabbing her arm to explain, "It’s not what you think..."
She pulled away, moved back a bit, looking at him with disappointnt and pain, "You can explain."
"I..." He suddenly didn’t know where to start, closed his eyes, and irritably ran a hand through his hair, "That day Nina drank too much and was joking around with , there’s nothing between us."
This explanation was about as simple as coaxing a child.
Sienna Thornton, utterly heartbroken, laughed sarcastically, got up, and coldly asked, "I don’t want to see you tonight. Are you leaving or should I go?"
She had used all her willpower not to start a fight with Simon Forrester. They were both equally proud and impulsive, and once they started arguing, neither would back down, guaranteed to end in a disastrous fight, leaving them both deeply wounded.
"Candy?" Simon Forrester grabbed her hand, "Don’t be like this..."
She neither turned back nor looked at him, her eyes coldly staring straight ahead, "I’ll ask you one last ti, should I go or will you?"
He knew her temper, and there was really no other way but to accept, "I’ll go. You rest well. We’ll talk tomorrow."
She didn’t respond, left the tablet there, and returned to the bedroom.
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Simon Forrester went to the closet and took out a jacket, saw Sienna Thornton lying on her side on the bed, covered by the blanket, the room was dark with only a little light from the closet spilling into the bedroom.
He stood at the closet door, looking at her lying on the bed for a while, gently walked to the bedside, sat down beside her, but hadn’t spoken a word when she coldly interrupted, "Go outside and reflect."
"Then should I sleep in the guest room tonight?" He cautiously tested, really afraid of seeing her seriously angry, also afraid of accidentally crossing her line at this mont, making her angrier and the situation even more complicated.
She made a move to get up, "If you sleep in the guest room, then I’ll leave."
He gently pressed her back onto the bed, "Got it, I’ll leave." After saying that, he picked up his jacket and phone and was about to leave.
Before closing the bedroom door, he asked one last, lingering question, "Then I’ll really go?" Hoping she might soften at the last minute and let him stay.
She just lay on the bed without any reaction, until he was about to close the door, she softly said, "Stand outside the front door and reflect, think carefully about what you did wrong and how to prevent this from happening again! If I find you sneaking in or out, then don’t expect to see again!"
"Alright, I won’t go anywhere."
With a "click," the door closed, yet Sienna Thornton remained wide awake.
She had long sensed that Nina Sinclair was a ticking ti bomb, regretted not having had Simon Forrester cut ties sooner.
Although Nina wasn’t hired by him, having such an enamored girl around, he wouldn’t actively pursue but couldn’t prevent her from coming onto him.
Even if she trusted that he wouldn’t betray her, a flashy troublemaker continuously popping up could erode even the strongest relationship.
Everyone has flaws and weaknesses, facing such omnipresent and manipulative people and tactics, incidents are bound to happen once or twice.
This wasn’t about trust or loyalty, but about probability.
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Sienna Thornton didn’t sleep well all night, had ssy dreams, and at around seven, she got up with a bad headache and an irritable mood.
After washing up, she checked the house, as expected, no one was there, then looked through the peephole, saw Simon Forrester sitting on a small stool outside, leaning against the wall, resting with his eyes closed.
She noticed his car keys still lying on the entryway cabinet, he probably hadn’t run out last night.
His attitude in admitting his mistake was acceptable.
Calming down a bit, Sienna Thornton returned to the bedroom to put on makeup and change clothes.
She didn’t eat or make breakfast, grabbed a bottle of milk to drink on the way.
The mont the door opened, Simon Forrester woke instantly, got up quickly seeing her co out, "Are you going to work?"
She didn’t close the house door, walked straight to the elevator.
He followed, asking again, "Can I go inside to change clothes?"
She gave him an expressionless glance, "I’ll deal with you when I co back tonight!" She said, just as the elevator arrived, and she walked in without looking back.
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