novelraw Chapter 336 - 337: Watching Fireworks Together
Chapter 336 - 337: Watching Fireworks Together
Chapter 336: Chapter 337: Watching Fireworks Together
"Sienna, look at your daughter. She took my headdress..." Leanne Andrews complained to Sienna Johnson, who responded helplessly, "Complaining to me won’t help. I can’t control that little girl."
"HAHA..." Henry Evans laughed heartily at the side, so much so that he couldn’t straighten his back. "Leanne, you won’t get married again next year!"
"Henry! You cheap woman, I’m breaking off our friendship with you!"
"You’ve been saying that for years..."
"..."
"Actually, being single isn’t so bad..."
"Then I curse you to be single for life!"
...
For the wedding, Adrian Desmond had prepared a great deal, including a nighttime fireworks display. He had originally intended it as a perfect ending. However, Melanie Carpenter’s dramatic scene had left Sienna Johnson in low spirits, her face still showing fatigue.
When the fireworks began, Curly and Leanne Andrews were the most excited. One adult, one child; despite their significant age difference, they were both equally unrestrained.
"Wow, Curly, look! Those heart-shaped fireworks are so beautiful... When I get married, I want fireworks too."
Henry Evans never missed a chance to tease Leanne. "You’d have to find a rich second generation for that; otherwise, you couldn’t even afford fireworks."
"No problem. I’ll just ask Sienna to sponsor me then."
Adrian Desmond noticed Sienna Johnson’s attention was captured by the display. He took her hand and led her towards a quieter, more secluded spot by a lake, which offered a better, more open view of the fireworks.
"Sienna Johnson, you are my wife now... You can’t run away anymore..." Adrian Desmond said to Sienna Johnson, his gaze on the fireworks filling the night sky.
Sienna Johnson smiled gently but didn’t respond. Adrian Desmond squeezed her hand tightly. He felt insecure. In their relationship, he was more deeply invested. He couldn’t live without her, but she could live perfectly well without him.
"I will treat you well. Please, don’t leave me again. I don’t want to live a lonely life all by myself."
"What do you plan to do about Melanie Carpenter?... Her outburst will cause me a lot of trouble. I’ll definitely make headlines tomorrow. And I don’t know if it will affect the company’s stock price..."
"This is our wedding day. I forbid you to think about anything else. Only think about me!"
"How can I not... Adrian, you’ve caused me so much trouble. I’ll have a headache first thing tomorrow morning, and you won’t even let me... MMPH..."
As she was speaking, he leaned in without warning, his mouth covering hers. He bit her lip—not painfully, but with a possessive firmness—then began to suck and savor its sweetness.
This kiss was different from Adrian Desmond’s usual ones—surprisingly gentle. It was as if he were savoring a rare delicacy, tasting her slowly, lingeringly, a stark contrast to his usual impatience.
It was like sinking into a muddy swamp; Sienna Johnson couldn’t avoid or escape it. She could only watch helplessly as she was gradually consumed. Yielding, she softened and slowly became immersed in the sensation.
"Curly, look, your mom and dad are being lovey-dovey..."
"Shh, my mom and dad are making me a little sister..." Curly pulled George further away.
The dark blue night sky was ignited by the fireworks, becoming as bright as day. The display lasted for a full hour before the surroundings returned to calm.
"Do you like it?"
"I like it."
"But I don’t see any pleasure on your face." He tried so hard to please her, yet she seemed reluctant to even feign enjoyment.
"I was just thinking about my childhood."
"Unhappy memories?"
"Yes. The first year I came to the Johnson Family, when Sabrina had her birthday, Madam Johnson bought a massive amount of fireworks. They went on for a whole hour. I learned from the servants that those fireworks cost over a hundred thousand... Meanwhile, my adoptive father was ill in the hospital, and my family had to sell our house. To save money, my adoptive mother would go to the vegetable market to pick up discarded cabbage leaves. My brother and I ate those for a week. My adoptive mother wouldn’t even eat the cabbage leaves she’d picked; she only ate dry buns."
"..."
"Fireworks are beautiful, but they always make me sad..."
"I wanted to make you happy, but it seems I’ve messed up instead..." Adrian Desmond pulled her into his arms, gently patting her back.
"The fireworks are beautiful. I really like them. Thank you, Adrian."
He looked at her. This beautiful woman was his, from head to toe. The thought made Adrian Desmond’s blood boil.
...
The mountain air was fresh, carrying a hint of sweetness as it drifted through the slightly open window. In the crimson-canopied bed, Sienna Johnson and Adrian Desmond lost themselves in passion.
In the middle of the night, Adrian Desmond’s phone rang.
Adrian Desmond woke with a start. He answered the call, "Hello..." he whispered, glancing at the woman still sleeping beside him. She frowned slightly in her sleep but didn’t wake.
"Hold on."
Adrian Desmond slipped on his robe and walked out with his phone.
"Sixth Master, Miss Carpenter is no longer in life-threatening danger," Walter Klein, who was keeping watch over Melanie Carpenter at the hospital, reported as soon as he got the news.
"Have you contacted Jule?"
"I haven’t been able to reach him."
"I understand. Continue to stay at the hospital and inform me immediately if anything changes."
"Yes, Sixth Master."
Melanie Carpenter was out of danger. Adrian Desmond breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, he hoped his uncle’s only child would live.
After hanging up with Walter Klein, Adrian Desmond dialed Jule’s number. Jule didn’t pick up, so Adrian kept calling. Eventually, probably annoyed, Jule answered.
"Adrian, do you know what time it is?" Jule said, his voice laced with dissatisfaction.
Adrian had nothing to say to Jule. He got straight to the point: "Melanie attempted suicide and is in the hospital. When are you coming to pick her and your son up?"
"Why should I go pick them up?"
Adrian took a deep breath and snapped, "One is your woman, and the other is your son! Why do you think?"
"I haven’t been in contact with Melanie Carpenter for a long time. Don’t try to palm your unwanted women off on me! Adrian, in Melanie Carpenter’s heart, you’re her man! Devin Desmond is your son too!"
"Jule, are you even a man? You don’t even care about your own son?"
Jule sneered, "Devin’s surname is Desmond, not Jule! That woman, Melanie Carpenter, doesn’t appreciate me, and I don’t have to take her crap! I’m done with that kind of woman!"
"..."
"Devin Desmond, don’t call me about Melanie Carpenter’s affairs anymore! I have nothing to do with them!"
Jule hung up. Adrian, seething with anger, smashed the phone in his hand.
"Jule, you’re not a man!"
Sienna Johnson was awakened by the noise. She walked in, wearing a red robe. In Sileria City, tradition dictated wearing red clothing for a month after marriage.
"What happened? Why are you so angry?"