The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

Chapter 378 - 379: Sixth Master Nosebleeds

The rain kept drizzling. Adrian Desmond drove while Sienna Johnson, staring at the windshield wipers, explained the whole story to him.

"...I never expected Sabrina Johnson to be so cruel as to assault a pregnant woman..."

As the windshield wipers swished back and forth, Adrian’s face was gloomy, darker than the stormy sky outside. Except for the sound of Sienna’s voice, the car was extremely quiet.

Leanne Andrews, sitting in the back seat, regretted coming along. If she had known it would be like this, she wouldn’t have joined them. The menacing aura emanating from Sixth Master was suffocating.

Sixth Master is angry, Sienna, didn’t you notice?

"...I didn’t give them the video... That Officer Kent seems to be Master Leland’s man. If I gave it to him, it might be impossible to bring Sabrina Johnson to justice..."

"..."

"Since Master Leland has people in the police station, I plan to post the video online. I’ll use public opinion to blow this up. Master Leland might control Sileria City, but I don’t believe he can hide the truth from everyone," Sienna explained her plan.

"..."

"Adrian, why aren’t you saying anything?" Sienna asked, finding it strange after speaking for so long without a response.

Leanne Andrews couldn’t help but remind the oblivious woman, whispering, "Sienna, your husband is angry..."

Sienna looked at Adrian. His face was stony, his thin lips pressed tight, and his dark eyes stared straight ahead. He indeed looked furious.

With an outsider present, Sienna couldn’t ask Adrian why he was angry. Adrian drove all the way to Dragon Court Residence Complex. He drove directly into the underground garage, and they took the elevator from the garage back to their apartment.

As soon as the three of them entered, Leanne said, "Um, I’ll go find Curly and go to sleep. Don’t mind me..." She had been here before and knew where Curly’s room was.

"Goodnight!" Leanne practically fled from Adrian’s murderous aura, leaving Sienna alone to face him.

"Adrian, let’s go to bed."

Sienna reached for Adrian’s hand. He flinched slightly, but she grasped it firmly. He didn’t pull away, and she led him by the hand back to their room.

She closed the door casually, asking, "Are you angry? Why?"

Adrian’s gaze swept over Sienna’s body. There were several bloodstains on her clothes. The blood had dried to a dark red. Thankfully, it wasn’t hers.

"Why did you have to meddle?" Adrian demanded.

"Are you talking about me taking that woman to the hospital and reporting it to the police?"

"Yes!"

"I have no quarrel with that woman, and I couldn’t just watch her die. Besides, I’ve always wanted Sabrina Johnson to go to jail. If that woman survives, she can serve as a witness against Sabrina..."

"..."

Sienna frowned. "Perhaps I was too naive. I didn’t expect Master Leland to suddenly appear, or that even the police would defer to him."

Sienna rubbed her chin, contemplating this thorny issue. Lost in thought, she completely forgot Adrian was there.

Adrian was seething. He couldn’t shout or curse, only simmer in silent fury.

"...Adrian, what do you think about the idea I mentioned in the car? I plan to spread the evidence of Sabrina Johnson’s crimes online to get more people to pay attention. After all, assaulting a pregnant woman, nearly causing her to miscarry and die, is a heinous act. It will definitely attract significant public attention..."

"Go take a shower. You reek of blood; it’s disgusting."

Adrian pulled her into the bathroom, intending to undress her. Sienna clutched the front of her dress. "I can do it myself, I can do it myself..."

Adrian didn’t force her; he turned and walked out. Watching Adrian’s retreating figure, Sienna wondered, Is he really angry?

While showering, Sienna pondered why Adrian was angry. It wasn’t until she was washing her hair that she understood. He was angry because he was worried about her, afraid she might be in danger, and didn’t want her meddling in other people’s affairs.

"Adrian, you’re such a fool..." she murmured with a smile, a sweetness filling her heart. It felt so good to be cared for by someone.

After her shower, Sienna went to the dressing room in a bathrobe.

Seeing a closet full of... *special* clothes, Sienna paused. Her hand brushed over them. After a moment’s thought, she selected a maid costume.

The costume was exquisite: a short, fluffy black skirt, a dainty white apron, a lace-trimmed headband, and black thigh-high stockings...

Back in school, Sienna had seen junior girls in the anime club wear similar outfits. They were considered the sexiest maid costumes, every movement designed to be alluring. All the boys in the school would line the corridors, whistling loudly at the windows.

Adrian had bought these costumes when Sienna stood him up during their honeymoon. He’d been angry and purchased them to ’punish’ her: maid outfits, nurse uniforms... all sorts of tempting attire. Of course, with her pregnancy, these little bedroom games had to be put on hold.

"Adrian... I can’t reach the zipper on my back..." Sienna emerged gracefully in the maid outfit, leaving Adrian dumbfounded.

Her skin was so tender and smooth, it looked incredibly supple. Below her sexy collarbones, a pink lace bra cupped her full breasts, pushing them into a perfect arc. Further down, her long, slender legs were revealed...

"Adrian, your nose is bleeding..."

"Damn it!"

Adrian rushed into the bathroom. Sienna looked down at her clothes and murmured, "...He gets a nosebleed just from seeing this? He has no composure at all."

"..."

"Could it be that he’s been holding back for too long?"

Adrian heard every word Sienna said clearly from the bathroom. "Shut up!" he roared, infuriated.

"Okay."

Staring at the blood in the white sink, Adrian felt a mix of love and hate for the woman outside. She’s really here to torture me, dressing like that... He didn’t dare to think further. If I do, this nosebleed will get even worse.

If this continued, he’d be the first person in history to die from a nosebleed.

Sienna walked in, looked at Adrian, and asked, "Still bleeding?"

"Why on earth are you wearing a maid outfit?"

She wasn’t even past her first trimester, meaning he could only look, not touch. Yet here she was, deliberately tempting him.

"Of course, it’s to make you happy..." She walked over and hugged him from behind, resting her chin on his shoulder and looking at his reflection in the mirror. "Still angry with me?"

"Mrs. Desmond, how could I dare to be angry with you?" Adrian said, his words belying his true feelings.