Goodbye, Sabrina Johnson!
Sabrina Johnson, that thorn in her side since she was thirteen, had finally been entirely removed.
She would no longer be upset or angry because of Sabrina’s provocative words. She would no longer feel sadness or loneliness because Sabrina had taken away the mother’s love that should have been hers. She would no longer feel inferior because of Sabrina. She had finally escaped the shadow of Sabrina Johnson, standing tall and walking under the sun.
Goodbye, Sabrina Johnson!
After Sienna Johnson left Sabrina’s sight, her straightened back slumped, and even her footsteps beca heavy. She and Sabrina... in truth, they were both losers.
What awaited Sabrina was imprisonnt. And she... she had spent her entire girlhood living under Sabrina’s shadow, filled with inferiority and stubbornness. Her relationship with Pauline Briggs could never be restored, and she had lost her father forever... Although she and Adrian Desmond were very happy now, it was also because of Sabrina that she and Noah Phillips would be impossible in this life...
"Miss, Mr. Desmond is here to pick you up," Auntie Ingrid said, reminding the lost-in-thought Sienna Johnson.
Sienna Johnson looked up, her gaze fixing on Adrian Desmond, who had just gotten out of the car. He wore a worried look. Upon seeing her, Sienna could tell he visibly relaxed, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Why are you here?"
He strode towards her, looking her up and down to ensure she wasn’t injured before he began to scold her for her recklessness.
"Who let you go see her alone!"
"For dinner, can you make coconut rice?" Sienna Johnson linked her arm through his, ignoring his anger.
"Don’t you know the saying ’a cornered dog will leap over the wall’? Sabrina Johnson is now pushed to the brink; she’s capable of anything. You’re pregnant! What if she’d charged at you and hurt you?"
Although his tone was reproachful, it was filled with concern for her. A sweetness blood in Sienna Johnson’s heart, and the lancholy from monts ago vanished.
She laughed. "The Sixth Master can use idioms now, and even knows ’a cornered dog will leap over the wall’? Not bad, not bad... indeed a teachable student... However, you really must thank , your teacher. This is all thanks to my excellent instruction..."
"Don’t change the subject!"
Sienna Johnson pinched her own ears, looking at him pitifully, and said softly, "I was wrong. I won’t dare to do it again. Please don’t be harsh with anymore, okay?"
"Sienna Johnson, you always think you’re so clever, so you act recklessly without considering the consequences. But your heart isn’t ruthless enough. With a temperant like yours, you’re bound to suffer for it sooner or later!"
"I know I was wrong! Stop lecturing !"
"You say that every ti, but you never learn!"
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."
Adrian Desmond didn’t forgive her, just stared, his silence a condemnation. Seeing this, Sienna resorted to her ultimate tactic. She clutched her stomach, crying out, "Oww, oww, my belly hurts so much! Why does it hurt so much? Husband, quickly, rub it for ."
"Stop pretending. I’m not falling for it!" he said, his face stern.
"Haha! Husband, you’re so clever! Just like the Monkey King with his ’fiery eyes and golden pupils,’ you saw right through my act instantly. You’re amazing!"
Sienna Johnson gave him a thumbs-up, her eyes wide with exaggerated admiration. Adrian Desmond didn’t know whether to stay angry or laugh.
"No more reckless behavior in the future!"
"Yes, sir!"
"I really don’t know what to do with you!"
Sienna Johnson, arm in arm with Adrian Desmond, smiled sweetly.
"Who is this Monkey King? A friend of yours? Or a colleague? Why such a strange na?"
Sienna Johnson was speechless. ...
It was still early, and Sienna Johnson’s mood remained a bit low, so Adrian Desmond decided to accompany her on a walk along the moat’s lakeside.
A gentle breeze caressed their faces, the water murmured softly, and the lake was dyed red by the setting sun. Retirees were fishing by the water’s edge. Sienna Johnson and Adrian Desmond walked along the shore, their bodyguard following at a discreet distance.
They held hands, their figures casting long shadows in the setting sun. Sienna Johnson’s feelings were complicated.
"Do you think anything could go wrong with Sabrina Johnson’s case?"
That Ryan Langston... he really worried her.
"What could possibly change?"
"Master Leland promised not to interfere, but I’m worried about that Ryan Langston. I’ve asked Lucas Robertson to investigate him, but I still don’t know his background..."
Adrian Desmond scoffed. "Who cares about his background? What are you afraid he’s going to do?"
Adrian Desmond was the type to fear nothing under the heavens; in his eyes, there probably wasn’t anyone in the world he needed to be wary of.
"Sigh, you don’t understand the situation here. Many things aren’t as simple as you imagine."
"It’s you who’s overcomplicating things."
"What would you, soone from Abyanabad, understand? You know nothing about how things work in Orienta! Here, without connections, without money, without power, it’s incredibly difficult to get anything done."
Connections, relationships, power, money... Success isn’t just about hard work.
"Maybe we should send Curly to an elite school. She could start building her network from a young age," Sienna Johnson mused.
"Weren’t you worried she’d beco a spendthrift, a good-for-nothing who only knows how to throw money around, if she went to an elite school?"
"I am worried. But in a public kindergarten, the classmates she’d et would all be from ordinary families. When they grow up, their connections wouldn’t be very helpful. In today’s society, you really can’t get by without connections..."
She caressed her stomach. "Even if I tried my best to have more children, I can’t give her many brothers or sisters. When we’re old, who will be there to help her?"
"Two is enough! If you want to have more, you can go ahead, but I’m done!"
Being abstinent for a year for each child? Wasn’t he just asking for trouble for himself?
Curly has the Johnson surna, and the baby in Sienna’s belly will have the Desmond surna. That way, they could be considered as having fulfilled their obligations to both families’ ancestors.
"The decision on this matter rests with , not you! Understand?"
"But you can’t manage this ’having children’ business all by yourself, can you?"
Sienna Johnson looked at him and laughed, her smile full of slyness. "Adrian Desmond, if you can manage to not touch for the rest of your life, then I certainly won’t get pregnant. But if you do touch , I’ll always find a way..."
Adrian Desmond was speechless.
"Who knows if you can resist my temptations forever? Who knows if the condom might accidentally have a little hole or sothing... Who knows... Hehe..."
"You wicked woman!"
Adrian Desmond rubbed his forehead, utterly dejected. How could he possibly not touch her for the rest of his life?
Indeed, such things were simply indefensible!
Adrian Desmond seriously considered getting a vasectomy.
"You use all your cleverness to sche against , and now you’re even plotting against when it cos to having children..."
"So what if I’m plotting against you? If you’re so capable, then don’t let my plots succeed."
As if sensing his "distress," she tilted her head, a playful smile on her face, looking just like a mischievous kitten—remarkably similar to a role her mother had once played.
He was bewitched by her smile and blurted out, "Fine, if you want to have more children, then have them. I can support them."
"Okay."
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