A slight curve touched Adrian Desmond’s lips as his gaze slowly swept over the dozen or so special police officers before him. She really thinks a dozen or so special police officers can catch ? She really underestimates .
Still, if my woman wants to play, I’ll play along with her. As long as she’s happy, that’s all that matters.
Won, after all, need to be spoiled.
"We are officers from Sileria City’s North District Police Station! You are under arrest for rape and smuggling drugs! Put your hands up!"
The lead special police officer pointed his gun at Adrian, the muzzle aid at him from close range. "Do you know what happened to the last person who pointed a gun at ?"
"Put your hands up!"
I shot the last one full of holes.
"Put your hands up, or else we’ll shoot!" warned the officer.
Walter Klein and Tatu, hearing the commotion, walked out from the adjacent room and saw the special police officers. Walter instinctively reached for his gun, but Adrian warned him, "Stay out of this. This is between Sienna and !"
Walter asked, "What’s going on, Sixth Master?"
"I suppose she’s unhappy because I was too rough with her last night. When she’s upset, she always needs to take a bite to vent her anger," Adrian replied nonchalantly.
"..."
Adrian spoke fondly, "After all these years, she’s still the sa. She hasn’t changed at all."
Walter glanced at Adrian and noticed he wasn’t taking the officers seriously at all. He advised cautiously, "Sixth Master, this is Orienta, not Abyanabad. You should be more discreet."
"You could handle all these n by yourself. What are you afraid of?" Even in Orienta, not Abyanabad, Adrian had never been afraid.
"Sixth Master, this is Sileria City! Madam’s territory! You offended her yesterday, so I’m guessing she called these officers. You need to be more low-key, or we’ll have a lot of trouble."
As they spoke in the Amwan Language, the police officers grew increasingly displeased. They had never encountered anyone so calm with over a dozen guns pointed at them. Not only were they unfazed, but they even started chatting casually. Did they think these were fake guns, or that the officers wouldn’t dare to shoot?
"Co with us to the police station! Quickly!"
"Alright."
Adrian was very cooperative, which made Walter sigh in relief. He had been genuinely worried that if Adrian lost his temper and killed these dozen or so n, they would be in serious trouble.
Adrian was taken away by the police, leaving Walter and Tatu behind.
Tatu asked in confusion, "We’ve kept a low profile in Sileria City. How did we attract the police’s attention?"
"We didn’t get into trouble with the police; we got into trouble with Madam!"
Walter looked extrely troubled. "Sigh... I knew sothing bad was going to happen. Madam’s temperant is a match for Sixth Master’s; neither of them is willing to suffer the slightest loss. Now that we’re on Madam’s territory, I’m afraid Sixth Master is in for so hardship."
"..."
"We should have stopped Sixth Master yesterday."
Tatu scoffed. "Sixth Master has been pent up for four years. If you didn’t let him get so, we wouldn’t have any peace later on."
"That’s true. Look at Sixth Master, after going at it all night, he’s still so refreshed and energetic. He’s usually most intolerant of having guns pointed at him, yet he wasn’t angry at all. He even smiled so brilliantly..."
"..."
"But, will those police officers use torture on Sixth Master?"
"What are you worrying about all the ti? Didn’t you see Sixth Master wasn’t bothered at all? He was quite happy. Didn’t you see him smiling when he left with the police?
That’s what you call the romantic gas couples play. Get it?
Soone like you, who hasn’t even had a girlfriend, wouldn’t get it."
Walter shot Tatu a sidelong glance and retorted, "I may not have a girlfriend now, but I’ve at least dated before. If I rember correctly, you haven’t even been in a relationship. What would soone like you know about a couple’s romantic gas?"
"How do you know I’ve never been in one?"
"You have? With whom? How co I don’t know about it?"
"My kindergarten classmate!"
Walter was speechless.
「In the hospital,」
Kenneth Brown’s injuries weren’t serious. He had rely hit his head that day, causing him to lose consciousness. The bleeding from the head wound made it look more severe than it was.
"Did you make this soup?" Kenneth Brown asked, sipping the soup Sienna Johnson had brought. He smiled, revealing a set of white teeth. Despite his injury, he was very happy to receive such attention.
"No, the servant at ho made it."
Kenneth said, sounding hurt, "Couldn’t you tell a little white lie? If you said you made it, I’d be even happier."
"But I didn’t make it. I don’t like people lying to , so I don’t like lying to others either!"
"Alright."
Kenneth finished all the food Sienna had brought. Although he would have preferred to eat sothing she had made herself, he understood her. She wasn’t the type of woman to stay ho and be a housewife. She was always busy, often working late into the night. He knew better than anyone how hard she had worked all these years.
"Our engagent is next Monday. Our parents will et. Rember to clear your schedule for that day," Kenneth reminded her, afraid she might forget.
"But your injuries..."
"Even if my arms and legs were broken, I’d still go!"
"If your arms and legs are broken, I won’t want you," Sienna joked as she tidied up the insulated food containers she had brought.
"I’m going to latch onto you, so you’ll have to take whether you want to or not!"
Sienna shook her head.
"My injury is fine; it won’t delay the engagent. Let’s finalize the engagent and get married by the end of the year. I always feel uneasy. I won’t be at ease until I marry you and bring you ho."
"It’s not like I’m going to run away, am I?"
"Sienna, I will love you well, only you, for my entire life. Please don’t leave !" He was genuinely afraid she would run off.
He hugged her waist, resting his head against her lower abdon. His hands gently explored her sides. She was ticklish and kept trying to dodge him.
"Stop it, that tickles to death!"
"Let hold you for a little while!"
"Alright!" Sienna gave him a little leeway, occasionally indulging him.
"After we get married, I want to go on a honeymoon. President Johnson, I haven’t taken any annual leave all these years. You won’t disapprove, will you?"
Sienna smiled at him. "I’ll approve your leave, but my own schedule might be a problem."
"You’re not thinking of making go on the honeymoon alone, are you?" Kenneth looked at her, dissatisfied. Sienna lowered her head and gently kissed his forehead. "...You could choose to stay and keep company at the office."
"No way!" Kenneth looked pained.
"I’m kidding. I’ll make ti for the honeymoon. You decide where we go."
Kenneth’s eyes lit up. He was thrilled. "As long as I’m with you, I don’t care where we go. Sienna, where do you want to go?"
"Anywhere but the seaside is fine. I hate the sea..."
"Why? I was planning to go to Ghothra..."
"I just hate it!"
Her mories of the sea were not pleasant.
The sea in her mind was dark, with turbulent, suffocating waves...
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