The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress Chapter 589 - 630: Do You Really Think I’ve Never Seen a Bea

Curly’s room was to the left of their master bedroom, decorated entirely in a princess style, filled with pink, Mickey Mouse and Hello Kitty patterns, lacy edges, and dolls.

It was a pure, dreamy, girly style.

Adrian knew that Sienna was having a girl, so he had this cute, dreamy room decorated for her. The nursery originally prepared for Curly was naturally reserved for the baby Sienna was currently carrying.

"Daddy, the prince isn’t handso at all. Mom said fairy tales are all lies. I didn’t believe it before, but I do now. Whatever Mom says is always right."

Curly was taking a bubble bath, blowing bubbles, and playing with floating toys like little ducks.

"Fortunately, Dylan looks like my Aunt, not like the prince."

Today, Curly t her uncle-in-law, Kiya, the prince of Abyanabad, and Curly was quite disappointed.

"I never want to marry a prince again; princes are too ugly."

Adrian laughed. "Kiya may not be very handso, but he’s definitely not ugly. Besides, why does a man need to be so good-looking?"

"Daddy, this is a looks-obsessed era. How can you get by without good looks? Just think about it, if you didn’t have such a handso face, why would Mom have fallen for you?"

Then, the Sixth Master returned to his room and asked Mrs. Desmond.

"If I were very ugly, would you still like ?"

In the small study connected to their master bedroom, Sienna finished processing the docunts Vivian Abbey had sent over for her signature and ca out.

She rubbed her neck and heard Adrian suddenly ask this.

She looked at Adrian’s handso face, sowhat bewildered. Indeed, work is tiring; looking at a handso man helps relieve fatigue.

"I don’t like hypotheticals; there are no ’ifs’ in life."

The Sixth Master didn’t give up and continued to ask, "What if I were disfigured? Would you still like ?"

Based on Sienna’s understanding of this man, for him to act so out of character today, sothing significant must have provoked him.

She walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Adrian, and said, "Sixth Master, you’re a grown man who cares so much about your looks; I really don’t know how to answer you.

A woman adorns herself for one who appreciates her; I thought only won worried about such things.

Can you tell what happened that actually made you start worrying about your appearance?"

"Maxwell Young, Noah Phillips, Kenneth Brown... these n are all very handso. I have reason to suspect that you fell for my face, not for my inner qualities."

Even the most handso n grow old and lose their looks. If this superficial woman only liked him for his appearance, wouldn’t she leave him for soone else when he got old and ugly?

Sienna was amused by his serious look. "Oh, Sixth Master, you actually admit those n are handso. I rember you used to disparage them relentlessly."

"Mrs. Desmond, I’m telling you, a truly smart woman will never be fooled by a man’s appearance. A man’s inner qualities are far more important than his external appearance."

Sienna climbed onto the bed, sat cross-legged in front of him, and retorted, "Adrian, you’re such a hypocrite. When I gave you that little test, asking you to choose between a woman with bigger breasts or longer legs, you said you’d choose the prettier one.

You even said that if a woman is ugly, you’d have to turn off the lights to make love to her.

You, a man who only cares about faces, are now telling a person’s character is more important than their looks? How hypocritical can you be? Just go and cool off sowhere else!"

"..."

"Hypocrite!"

Sienna lay down and turned over, her back to Adrian. Adrian also lay down behind her, placing his hand on her belly. Ever since the baby had started kicking, Adrian always made sure to play with the baby in her womb for a while before sleeping.

Back then, when Sienna was pregnant with Curly and the baby started to move, their relationship was very strained. Sienna wouldn’t let him touch her belly, and he could only learn about the baby’s condition from the doctor.

"Wasn’t I just teasing you? Even though I was initially attracted to your face, I ended up liking you as a person, didn’t I? I’m not as hypocritical as you claim."

"I don’t believe you!"

"Do you really think I haven’t seen beautiful won before, huh? You are beautiful, but it’s not as if I haven’t seen won more beautiful than you..."

Suddenly, Sienna turned around, narrowed her eyes, and interrogated him, "So, Sixth Master, you’ve seen won more beautiful than , huh? Where did you see them? Do you know them well? Perhaps you could introduce us?"

"Not familiar. Don’t know them. And I don’t have their phone numbers."

"How could you not ask for their numbers? With the Sixth Master’s handso face, I’m guessing no one would refuse, right?" Sienna said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. To Adrian, her words sounded incredibly sour.

"Let’s go to sleep!"

I’ve really shot myself in the foot this ti!

There’s no smoke without fire. Sienna, ever alert, sensed sothing unusual about this conversation. She decided to take the opportunity to give Adrian a preemptive warning.

"Adrian, last ti you took to et your friends, one of them asked if Orientan won would cut off their cheating husband’s ’little jj’. I didn’t tell the truth then."

"I don’t want to hear it!" It’s definitely not going to be anything good.

Sienna leaned in close to Adrian’s ear, saying ominously, "Actually, it does happen. There was this woman who caught her husband in bed with his mistress. She killed them both, cut off her husband’s ’little jj,’ roasted it, and ate it. When the police arrived to arrest her after a report, she was in the middle of eating the roasted ’little jj’..."

In fact, this was a plot from a Korean drama Sienna had watched, supposedly titled ’Golden Beauty’.

"You’re just trying to scare . As if a man couldn’t overpower a woman."

"That woman was very strong; she was a pig butcher."

Adrian was speechless.

"...Sixth Master, yours is quite big. I don’t think I could eat it all in one go. It would probably take several als..." she whispered ominously into his ear. Adrian felt a bit cold; he wasn’t sure if it was because the window was open, but he felt an eerie chill.

This damned woman! She’s doing this on purpose.

"You think that thing tastes good?"

"How would I know? I’ve never eaten it."

His ’little jj’ ached.

"I think it would taste better with so seasoning. Sprinkle on so sesa seeds, cumin powder, add a little salt..."

She’s getting more and more outrageous! "Then you’d have to wash it thoroughly. It would have just co out of another woman’s hole, after all."

"UGH!" Sienna’s reaction was visceral; she promptly vomited.

"Sienna, are you okay?" Adrian sat up, looking at her anxiously.

"Adrian, you bastard! You did that on purpose to make sick!"

Adrian grinned wickedly, his face a mask of playful depravity as he looked at Sienna. "Actually, it’s best eaten raw. Care for a taste?"

"Adrian, you pervert! Get lost!"

"HAHAHA..."