Sienna Johnson, resting her chin on her hand, gazed at Adrian Desmond. Noticing that the tips of his ears were turning red, she found him surprisingly adorable, like a young boy experiencing his first love. An impulse to tease him surged within her.
"When did you start to fall in love with ?" Adrian’s face ward slightly, and he instinctively pressed his lips together as he asked.
"Who said I was in love with you?"
The flush in Adrian’s ears faded. His eyes narrowed slightly, staring at her with an intense gaze. "So if not , then who? That pretty boy Noah Phillips?"
"Actually, Sixth Master is quite fair-skinned too."
"Hmph, I am no pretty boy!" In Abyanabad, ’pretty boy’ was a derogatory term.
"But...I still find myself attracted to Sixth Master’s good looks...what should I do about that?"
Sienna Johnson slipped off her shoes, her toes brushing against Adrian’s sturdy calf and slowly tracing a path upward. His body stiffened, and his gaze on her surged like a stormy sea.
"Do you want to know when I started to love you?"
"When was that?"
She was alluring and seductive, beckoning him with an enticing wave of her finger. Adrian, as if bewitched, irresistibly drew closer. He heard her whisper in his ear, her breath soft and fragrant,
"From the mont you decided to devote yourself entirely and loyally, to !"
"..."
"So, Sixth Master, if any part of you wavers, whether it’s your heart or your body, be warned that I’ll reclaim all my love from you!"
Adrian suddenly grabbed Sienna Johnson’s retracting foot, pressing it against his... His ears turned completely red. "No woman is as jealous as you!"
"You should be happy about it. My jealousy shows you’re special to . The day you fool around with other won and I don’t feel a shred of jealousy? That’s when you’ve lost my love."
Adrian’s response was a breathtaking kiss.
The woman leaned softly against him, her waist fuller due to her pregnancy. It felt smooth and silky to the touch. This woman belonged entirely to him, from head to toe.
"I only love you. No other woman can move my heart... Ever since I t you, I realized that my love for you could make give up everything—fa, fortune, status, even my life... Loving you gives a feeling of risking it all..."
"..."
"No one can replace you. You are the one and only..."
Sienna Johnson wrapped her arms around his neck, saying, "I love you too, Adrian. As long as your love remains unchanged, so will mine."
"My love, it will never change!"
Adrian’s kiss suddenly beca deeper and more fervent. Sienna Johnson’s pained whimpers were swallowed by his kiss as he kissed her wantonly, exploring every inch of her, inside and out.
「...」
The scandal involving Sabrina Johnson was so significant that, under public pressure, the Court decided to hold an open trial to ensure fairness.
On the day of the trial, Pauline Briggs insisted on attending.
Sienna Johnson knew about Pauline’s desire for perfection in all things. She brought several outfits from ho for Pauline to choose from.
In the stark white hospital room, Sienna looked at the woman who had visibly thinned and felt a pang of unease. If Dexter Johnson were still alive, he’d be heartbroken.
The man Pauline loved the most had been killed by her dearest adopted daughter. Sienna wondered, wasn’t this the greatest retribution?
"...I picked out a few outfits from your closet that I thought were nice. My taste isn’t as good as yours, so please choose one to wear for now."
Pauline had an abundance of clothes. Every season, the boutique of her favorite brand would send their latest collections for her to choose from.
She was much less particular; she’d even dare to wear clothes she found at a street stall, for which Pauline Briggs had once ridiculed her.
Pauline glanced at the clothes on the bed and chose a long black organza top with a small stand-up collar and pearl frog buttons, along with matching black pants. She paired it with an erald necklace and earrings, her thick hair coiled up neatly.
Seeing her daughter so beautifully dressed, Agnes Bush, Pauline’s mother, smiled and said, "...Our Pauline is still such an amazingly beautiful woman."
"..."
"Sienna made a great choice. You look very elegant and distinguished in this outfit." After praising her daughter, Agnes Bush didn’t forget to complint Sienna Johnson.
Sienna Johnson smiled, replying, "Madam Johnson has a much better eye for fashion than I do. I don’t have any flair for it." She also wasn’t interested.
Agnes Bush’s face darkened with displeasure. "Why do you still call her Madam Johnson? She’s your mother! Is there such an inconsiderate daughter? If outsiders heard this, who knows how they’d criticize your upbringing."
"Mom, let Sienna call whatever she likes," Pauline spoke up for Sienna.
"Sienna, from now on, you should call her ’Mother.’ Don’t keep saying ’Madam Johnson.’ Anyone who didn’t know better might think you were a little maid raised by the Johnson family."
"Don’t listen to your grandmother. Call whatever you want," Pauline interjected.
"I’ll wait for you downstairs." Sienna Johnson, with quiet dignity, smiled at the old woman and turned to leave the hospital room.
She didn’t want to, and no one could force her.
「...」
As soon as Sienna Johnson left, Agnes Bush could no longer suppress her anger, turning her frustration on her gentle daughter.
"What kind of daughter calls her own mother ’Madam Johnson’? What is that about? You’re too soft, that’s why she’s so presumptuous! I’m telling you, you need to establish so rules!"
Agnes Bush was deeply worried for her youngest daughter. She and her husband were aging; who knew which day they might close their eyes and not wake up. Sienna Johnson wasn’t close to Pauline, and Pauline, with her particular temperant, how would she manage in the future?
"If a mother doesn’t act like one, how can she bla her daughter?"
Pauline sat there, ticulously applying her makeup. Her eyes were lifeless, prompting Agnes Bush to sigh.
She had raised three children. Her two sons had never caused her any worry from childhood to adulthood, but this daughter... she truly couldn’t stop worrying about her.
"Pauline, when you grow old, you will have to rely on Sienna. If you keep up this strained relationship, what will happen in the future?"
"..."
"Sienna is also being unreasonable. Parents aren’t always perfect, but how can she hold such a grudge? Besides, it’s not like you did anything terrible to her...
The baby mix-up back then wasn’t your fault. You raised Sabrina Johnson for so many years; of course, you developed feelings for her. People get attached even to pets after a long ti, let alone a human being."
"..."
"That Sienna Johnson! She has such a nasty streak! God knows who she takes after!"
Pauline’s hand trembled, ruining her eyeliner. She put down the eyeliner pen and said in a low voice, "...Mom, have you seen the reports online? Right under my very nose, my own biological daughter suffered so many grievances... But not only did I fail to protect and comfort her, I actually scorned her... Sabrina Johnson is the culprit, and I was her accomplice!"
"..."
"With Dexter gone, I’m just lingering on. Since I’m already unlikable, I shouldn’t make myself even more detestable."
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