The daughter was not in the living room. Sienna Johnson wanted to look for Curly but was blocked at the door by Adrian Desmond, whose gaze was fixed on her injured lips, causing Sienna to blush slightly.
"I’m going to find Curly!" Sienna repeated her intention.
"What happened to your lip?"
"I accidentally bit it." Sienna tried to push him aside, but he didn’t budge, his unsettling gaze making her heart flutter.
"Who bit it?"
Sienna was too embarrassed to admit that Kenneth had bitten her, so she lied, "I bit it by accident."
"You?" Adrian held her chin and examined her wound closely. "You bit it this deeply. How did you manage that?"
"Where’s Curly?" Sienna brushed off his hand, dodging the sensitive topic, and turned slightly to walk further into the room.
This ti, Adrian didn’t stop her. But when the door behind her closed, Sienna felt a surge of unease.
Why did it feel like she was walking into a lion’s den?
"Curly, Mommy’s here. Co out, we need to go ho," Sienna called out.
"She’s sleeping, don’t wake her up," Adrian responded.
"Which room?"
"Upstairs!"
Sienna ascended the spiral staircase. Halfway up, she saw the man standing with his arms crossed, watching her, and her steps involuntarily quickened. The current atmosphere alard Sienna; her instincts warned her of danger.
Upstairs, to the left, in a wide-open bedroom, a very small child lay on a huge bed—it was Curly.
Curly was sound asleep, sprawled out in a star shape, her thumb still in her mouth.
"You naughty girl, haven’t I told you not to suck your thumb?"
Sienna walked over, pulled her daughter’s thumb from her mouth, and was just about to pick Curly up to go ho when she heard footsteps approaching from behind. The man moved quickly; by the ti Sienna turned around, Adrian was already behind her.
"Sienna Johnson, you didn’t tell the truth!"
With that, he grabbed her arm and pulled her downstairs.
Sienna felt a pang of guilt, and the aura exuding from the man in front of her made her want to flee. "What are you going to do?" Even though Adrian’s grip threatened to break her arm, she gritted her teeth and struggled to keep up with his brisk pace.
The two of them entered a room downstairs. Once the door was closed, it was almost impossible to hear any outside noise, leaving only the sound of their breathing.
"How did you get that injury on your lip?"
Adrian was wearing a light blue shirt that day, paired with straight white trousers. He appeared much softer, but his stormy, nacing expression was terrifying.
"Not going to tell ?"
"..."
"If you don’t tell , I can find out myself!"
Sienna knew what this man was capable of. If he even knew that Sabrina Johnson and Frederick Stewart had killed Dexter Johnson, what was there that he didn’t know?
"Kenneth bit ," Sienna said calmly.
She didn’t think it was inappropriate. She and Kenneth were a couple. Soon they would be engaged, then married, and beco very intimate with each other.
"He kissed you? ...And bit you?" Rage surged from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head, making him feel like he would explode. Adrian felt a murderous intent towards Kenneth. "How dare he?!"
Sienna suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness well up from the bottom of her heart. "He’s my boyfriend, why can’t he kiss !"
"What did you say? Say that again!"
Her words struck Adrian’s ears like a sharp blade plunged into his heart. He truly wanted to pull out a gun so they could all die together; at least then this woman wouldn’t continue to trample on his genuine feelings and tornt him.
Sienna quickly turned her face away, then turned her back completely to Adrian, not daring to let him see her expression.
A long silence fell between them again.
...
They were neighbors; their rooms separated by only a wall, yet their hearts were separated by a vast chasm.
He had once said, if she retreated one step, he would advance one step; if she retreated two steps, he would advance two steps... But despite it being only a matter of a few steps, he could never get close to her.
「In the wee hours, Walter Klein returned.」
"Where have you been?"
Walter returned late at night, surprised to find Adrian still awake, drinking alone in the living room. Combined with his unapproachable expression, the scene was as terrifying as it could be.
"Sixth Master, why have you drunk so much?"
"My woman is having an affair! I’m drowning my sorrows."
"Huh?"
"..."
"Sixth Master, is that man alright?"
Walter was well aware of how possessive Adrian was. Any man who dared to touch Sienna was likely asking for trouble.
Adrian shot him a cold glance. "Are you suggesting I killed him?" He snorted. "I wouldn’t stoop to such a foolish act!"
Kenneth Brown was no cause for concern. He wouldn’t dirty his hands over such a man and risk Sienna’s aversion.
Adrian’s long legs were propped on the tempered glass coffee table. The stemd glass he held wasn’t filled with red wine, but with potent Orienta white liquor. Seeing this, Walter quickly snatched it away. "Sixth Master, this Orienta white liquor is very strong; you’ll get drunk easily!"
"I’ve already finished a bottle, and I’m not drunk, am I?"
"Sixth Master, just endure it a little longer. In any case, Madam and Kenneth will definitely not get married!" Walter comforted him.
Adrian had initially told himself the sa thing. But that Kenneth hadn’t just kissed Sienna; he’d bitten her lip! He himself wouldn’t dream of biting her, yet Kenneth had dared?
Adrian kicked the edge of the table, sending it sliding across the smooth tiled floor with a loud THUD. Then, Walter watched as the entire tempered glass tabletop shattered.
"Sixth Master, calm down."
Adrian paced back and forth in the living room like a black panther that had mistakenly wandered into the human world. His steps seed leisurely, but if you let your guard down for a mont, he might suddenly pounce, sever your carotid artery, and leave you to bleed to death. That was precisely the impression Adrian gave Walter at that mont.
"You go..." Adrian suddenly paused. Walter imdiately straightened up, ready for Adrian’s instructions. "Sixth Master, what do you need to do?" he asked.
Adrian beckoned Walter over and gave him so instructions. After listening, Walter’s expression changed.
Isn’t this too cruel?
"After so much has happened, he still has the mood to kiss her. It seems he thinks he doesn’t have enough trouble. Since that’s the case, I’ll create so more for him."
Walter broke out in a cold sweat for Kenneth. If Kenneth ever found out he ended up in such a state for offending Adrian, would he regret provoking Adrian’s woman?
"How many days until their engagent ceremony?" Adrian asked.
"Eight days!"
"Eight days? I can hardly wait."
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