Sienna Thornton leaned against the elevator wall, raised her face to look at him, hooked his chin with her index finger, and asked, "Why doesn’t my dad socialize or et friends regularly?"
Simon Forrester snapped out of it, and instinctively said, "Who doesn’t et friends? Of course, he does."
"Then why doesn’t he socialize?"
Simon Forrester wrapped his arms around her waist, pondered for a mont, and said, "I heard Aunt Grant is very strict. She has hired soone to follow him for a long ti. If she finds him eting with a woman, regardless of whether it’s for work or just pure friendship, there will be a fight."
Sienna Thornton looked incredulous: "... Is there really such a woman? Is she crazy or what? Who acts like that?"
He nodded in agreent, "You’re right." He didn’t dare to tell her that Ian Grant once hired soone to secretly photograph her eting Quentin Thorne and even made a scene at the old house.
Just from these few words, Sienna Thornton could roughly guess what Quentin Thorne’s married life was like.
For a mont, she felt a sour feeling in her heart.
Thinking back to the New Year at the Forrester Family’s old house, when Sylvia Langley deliberately plotted to force Quentin Thorne to recognize his daughter in front of Ian Grant and her daughter, she imagined Quentin Thorne had not suffered less tornt from Ian Grant upon returning ho.
Such a woman with extrely strong control desires, when finding out her husband has a daughter with another woman, arguing is just the least of it, she might do sothing even crazier.
Sienna Thornton secretly harbored this thought, and after Quentin Thorne entered the room, she kept checking if there were any scratch marks on his face left by a woman.
Watching for a while, she didn’t find any scratches but noticed Quentin Thorne looked radiant, without a single wrinkle on his face, his skin was full and glossy, his eyes were large and deep, with thick eyebrows, a high nose, and lips like hers, naturally curved with a faint smile.
With Quentin Thorne looking so handso, no wonder Ian Grant was on high alert.
After Quentin Thorne ca in, he took off his coat, hung it up, and ca over, spreading his arms towards Sienna Thornton, "Annie."
Sienna Thornton stood up, hugged him, and called, "Dad, please have a seat."
Simon Forrester also stood up to shake hands with Quentin Thorne.
Upon seeing him, the smile on Quentin Thorne’s face instantly halved, as if he didn’t really welco him.
Simon Forrester sat down awkwardly and made tea for the father-daughter pair.
Quentin Thorne sat next to Sienna Thornton. As soon as he sat down, he began to explain why he didn’t visit Sienna Thornton last weekend: "Dad went back ho last week, planning to add your na to the family genealogy. Annie, do you agree?"
Sitting beside him, Simon Forrester glanced at the silent Sienna Thornton and asked, "Do you have to change your surna?"
Quentin Thorne shot Simon Forrester an impatient look, saying calmly, "That depends on Annie’s wishes." After speaking, his gaze carried a hint of expectation as he looked at Sienna Thornton.
What father wouldn’t want to see his daughter share his last na? But he wasn’t sure if this surna change would cause Sienna Thornton to resent it, so he pretended to be very democratic, saying it was up to her wishes.
Both pairs of eyes were on Sienna Thornton, waiting for her decision.
Sienna Thornton considered for a mont and said, "I need to consult my mother’s opinion about the surna change."
Under the table, Simon Forrester secretly gave a thumbs-up — that’s the Sienna Thornton he knows.
Quentin Thorne didn’t insist, or rather, he didn’t dare to insist. He smiled and averted his gaze, but his voice still revealed a slight unnaturalness: "... You should ask your mother."
ntioning linda Linton, Sienna Thornton took the opportunity to ask, "Do you want to et her?"
Quentin Thorne shifted his eyes to the vintage oil painting on the wall, depicting a countryside sunset, with vast golden wheat fields and an orange sunset, which fittingly reminded him of the sweet tis he had with linda Linton in the past.
Gradually, his eyes started to redden, and his nose turned sour.
Simon Forrester gripped Sienna Thornton’s hand on the table, signaling with his eyes for her not to ask further.
Sienna Thornton withdrew her unwilling gaze.
Since Quentin Thorne hadn’t ever stated whether he wanted to et linda Linton, Sienna Thornton didn’t dare to tell linda that she had reconciled with Quentin Thorne, fearing linda would expect "Mr. Thornton" to visit her.
Even though linda Linton had stressed once that she had ford a family with Felix Raines and it wasn’t convenient to et "Mr. Thornton," every ti she ntioned Quentin Thorne, she would cry, recalling those years when Sienna Thornton had written letters on her behalf.
Sienna Thornton knew that linda, who dared not take the initiative to et or request to et Quentin Thorne, actually longed for Quentin Thorne to take the initiative to et her.
As a witness to linda’s complex feelings for "Mr. Thornton" over the years, Sienna Thornton hoped Quentin Thorne would see her mother, not because she fantasized about her parents getting back together, but... at least, Quentin Thorne should personally explain the past to linda Linton, to nd the torn wound in her heart.
How can a person live comfortably under the pain of being abandoned by soone they deeply loved for over thirty years?
.
Quentin Thorne later didn’t say whether he wanted to et linda Linton, and Sienna Thornton didn’t pursue it further. She decided to give Quentin Thorne so ti to consider. If Quentin Thorne never t linda Linton to seek her forgiveness, then the surna change and entering the family genealogy shouldn’t even be considered.
Seeing the atmosphere wasn’t right, Simon Forrester quickly asked for the dishes to be served.
He offered Quentin Thorne a cigar, but it was declined, as Quentin Thorne didn’t smoke.
He then took out a bottle of fine wine he bought in Veridia, and Quentin Thorne was willing to drink it.
"This is a fine red wine from Château Latour. Many of the uncles who drink spirits love this wine," Simon Forrester said. "Try it, and if you like it, I’ll have so sent to your ho..."
Upon hearing this, Sienna Thornton imdiately recalled how back at the Veridia winery, Simon Forrester suddenly wanted to spend four or five million to buy two hundred bottles of Château Latour’s fine red wine to gift, only to realize today it was ant for Quentin Thorne.
Clever boy.
Quentin Thorne took a sip and praised, "Excellent wine!"
Simon Forrester, hearing this, wanted to call soone to arrange for the wine to be sent to the Thorne Family. But as soon as he took out his phone, Quentin Thorne politely said, "It’s fine to drink here, no need to send it to the house."
As the saying goes, ’courtesy doesn’t make anyone annoying.’ With Simon Forrester so earnestly offering cigars and wine, Quentin Thorne’s gaze toward him beca less impatient.
Sienna Thornton wasn’t drinking wine, sipping her soup by herself. She glimpsed at the older and younger n over there, fussing over a bottle of red wine, and smiled, "Dad, we ordered hundreds of bottles of this wine back then, intending to use it for the wedding banquet, with so of them ant for you. Don’t be polite, accept it."
At the ntion of the wedding banquet, Quentin Thorne beca a little unhappy again but didn’t show it.
He didn’t want to talk about his daughter and Simon Forrester’s wedding matters, so he said, "I dropped by Director-General Linton’s place today and heard that Annie’s work schedule is planned until the end of the year, so the wedding can wait a bit."
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