novelraw Chapter 936 - 915: Not Touching My Wife for a Year (Part 2)
Chapter 936 - 915: Not Touching My Wife for a Year (Part 2)
Melly’s conditions are quite impressive, Marvin Rafael isn’t really a match for her.
Sally hung her head, saying nothing.
"Sally, maybe you don’t have to say it outright; help me test the waters with Melly, see if she’s interested?"
The more Sienna Johnson thought about it, the more she felt that it would be better to find her silly brother a smart wife.
Sally, straightforward as always and never one to beat around the bush, spoke up when she saw Sienna wanted to introduce Marvin Rafael to Melly, "Madam, I’ve taken a liking to your brother; you can’t introduce him to Melly!"
Sienna looked at Sally, shocked, "Sally, are you serious?"
"Yes!"
"What on earth is good about my brother?"
She was still fretting over the type of wife to find for him, and here someone showed up voluntarily.
"Kind, dutiful, obedient... easy to bully... silly, dumb!"
Sienna Johnson: ...
"Madam, after a while, please talk to him for me. If he doesn’t like me, you should force him to marry me. He listens to you; if you say it, he will definitely marry me," Sally said.
If it weren’t for knowing Marvin Rafael had just gotten divorced and wasn’t in the mood, Sally would have asked Sienna to bring it up right then.
"Are you sure you really love my brother?"
"I don’t know what love is, but if I’m going to get married, I want to marry Marvin Rafael," Sally said seriously.
"Well, I think you should spend some more time with my brother. Marriage is a lifelong commitment, not to be taken lightly," Sienna advised.
"Okay, I’ll listen to Madam," Sally said with a sly smile, "I’ve taken a liking to Marvin Rafael, so please don’t introduce him to any other woman."
"..."
"Oh, by the way, Melly actually has someone she likes," Sally pondered for a bit and then spoke.
"Who?"
"That short guy, Reggie Dewey."
Sienna Johnson: ...
"Melly kept asking you to introduce her to Orienta men, but what she really wanted was for you to introduce her to Reggie Dewey."
Melly is always like this, wanting something and taking a roundabout way to get it, never letting anyone guess her true intentions."
"..."
"Madam, this gold bar is from Melly," Sally pulled out a cloth-wrapped gold bar and placed it in Sienna Johnson’s hand.
"What’s this?"
"Melly said: ’Taking someone’s money to relieve their disasters.’ I don’t quite understand what that means. Seems like this is a reward for matchmaking services," Sally frowned and looked at Sienna seriously, asking,
"Madam, if you matchmake for me, do I have to give you a gold bar too?"
Sienna Johnson: ...
"I don’t have gold bars; would diamonds do?"
Sienna Johnson: ...
...
"Madam, remember ’taking someone’s money to relieve their disasters’."
Before leaving, Sally said this.
On the bed lay a gold bar and a massive diamond.
"Why is everyone so rich? How much does Adrian Desmond actually pay them?"
Melly and Sally work as servants and bodyguards, yet they’re casually handing out gold bars and diamonds; Sally just gave me a diamond like she was handing over a stone."
"Why is everyone into Orienta men? There are plenty of scumbags among Orienta men."
Having finished a bowl of bird’s nest porridge, Sienna Johnson was not in the best of moods; she really didn’t want to play matchmaker.
"Ugh..."
Sienna Johnson still dialed Adrian Desmond’s number.
The call wouldn’t connect, and as it was already eleven o’clock, Sienna thought Adrian might be asleep. As she was about to hang up, the call suddenly went through.
"Sienna?" Adrian’s breath was unsteady, as if he’d just run a long marathon.
"Why are you panting like that? Couldn’t be having a bed battle with your bevy of wives, could you?" Sienna quipped.
"Haha... there’s no such bevy. I’m at the Martial Arts Training Ground right now, having a sparring session with Sabrina and the others."
In reality, Sixth Master was upset and called Sabrina and Mila over for training; both were beaten into submission by Adrian.
"Are my lotus flowers still there?"
"They are. After yesterday’s rain, all the lotuses have bloomed; they’re beautiful. Shall I airfreight some lotuses back to you?"
"I was afraid Sixth Master had pulled them out."
"How could I? Those flowers were specially planted for you." Adrian’s attitude shifted quickly, quite the contrast to how he texts.
"Oh, goodbye."
"Hey, don’t hang up."
"Sixth Master, is there something else?" Sienna’s tone was aloof.
"I was wrong; I’ll apologize, okay?"
Adrian felt that at moments like this, a man’s pride wasn’t worth much.
"I won’t accept that!"
Adrian thought for a moment, expressing his sincerity, "From now on, I won’t touch you for a year, deal?"
"Really?"
Adrian fell silent.
"With things like this, Sixth Master can hardly control himself. When the time comes, he’ll go back on his word..."
"Won’t touch, really won’t touch, just don’t ignore me," he said quietly.
Adrian, usually overbearing and intimidating, was suddenly so pitiful that Sienna couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.
In the bedroom, with Adrian excessively indulgent and diverse in desires, Sienna has always complied with him—even when it wasn’t to her liking she’d force herself to accompany him.
But she clearly informed him that her health couldn’t handle it at the moment, yet Adrian had disregarded her health and forced her anyway.
Sienna couldn’t accept Adrian’s behavior.
It made her feel that Adrian didn’t love her enough, only caring for his own comfort without considering her and the child’s health and safety.
"Fine, one year! If you don’t touch me for a year, I’ll forgive you!"
Adrian fell into an even deeper silence.