The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

Chapter 343 - 344: Sarcastic vs Narcissistic Woman



Chapter 343 - 344: Sarcastic vs Narcissistic Woman

Chapter 343: Chapter 344: Sarcastic vs Narcissistic Woman

Sienna Johnson took a swig of beer, her mind drifting. Four years ago, Melanie Carpenter committed suicide, and Adrian Desmond married me. Four years later, who knows if he’ll compromise again? He said he’d pick me up after work... why did he stand me up? Faced with a man with a known past, Sienna Johnson couldn’t help but overthink.

"I wouldn’t rule it out," Sienna replied.

Looking at Sienna’s melancholy expression, Leanne Andrews asked seriously, "Hey, this is just your first day of marriage. Are you guys having issues already?"

"Who knows."

"TSK, TSK... How did someone like you, a goddess-level woman with lines of men chasing you all the way down Chang’an Avenue, end up as a mistress?"

Leanne Andrews’s hands were greasy from eating, as were Sienna Johnson’s. Licking her fingers as she savored her food, Sienna said nonchalantly, head down, "With Adrian’s personality, I couldn’t refuse even if I wanted to."

Sienna Johnson then recounted how Adrian had pinned her down in the swimming pool, forcing her to marry him by threatening to drown her. Her story left the other two women thoroughly shaken.

Leanne Andrews adjusted her black-rimmed glasses and asked in disbelief, "Was he just messing with you?"

Sienna Johnson looked up at Leanne Andrews and said earnestly, "He would really kill me! If I dared to break up with him!"

"What a terrifying man!" Leanne Andrews felt a chill. "Compared to your situation, it doesn’t seem so bad that I haven’t been able to find a husband."

...

"Vivian, don’t you think so?"

Thanks to Sienna Johnson, Leanne Andrews and Vivian Abbey had also become good friends. Vivian Abbey was a staunch fan of Leanne’s. "I’m not interested in men," Vivian said. "I just want to know when you’re going to write about tormenting that scumbag Xu. Guys like him are truly despicable..."

"Well, I’ve got writer’s block right now, so... let’s talk about it later...."

Vivian Abbey had been eagerly awaiting an update. Hearing that Leanne Andrews was considering abandoning her story, she was dumbfounded. She looked at Leanne Andrews with a woeful expression, like a wife who had been seduced and then cruelly abandoned. "Goddess Leanne, if you stop updating, what will we fans do?"

"Sister? What are you doing here?"

Hearing this voice, Sienna Johnson, who was gnawing on a chicken foot, felt a wave of unease. Sileria City isn’t exactly small, so how did I manage to bump into Sabrina Johnson in a bar?

"Sis, you’re disgusting! Look at the way you’re eating, like you just crawled out of a refugee camp in Goldland. If Mom saw you, she’d scold you again," Sabrina Johnson said, feigning disgust as she covered her nose with a handkerchief, as if she’d seen something utterly filthy.

"Oh, wow, Sabrina! How did your chest get so big? Come on, tell me where you got your enhancements done..." Leanne Andrews chimed in.

"I didn’t get any enhancements! I’m all natural!"

Leanne Andrews snorted with laughter. "Sabrina, I’ve known you for years. Your chest was never this big before. Don’t tell me your husband massages them every night to make them grow like that."

"You’re shameless..."

"Damn it! A married woman acting all innocent! Disgusting!"

Sienna Johnson chuckled. Sabrina Johnson glared at her and demanded, "What are you laughing at? ...His ex-wife and stepson showed up on your doorstep, and you can still laugh?"

Sabrina Johnson looked down her nose at Sienna Johnson, gloating, "Newlyweds are supposed to be on their honeymoon, aren’t they? Why are you hanging out with these two old maids? Don’t tell me you got divorced right after getting married?"

...

"Sienna Johnson, you really are unlucky. Every time you get married, something goes wrong... I wonder if next time you get married, another ex-girlfriend or ex-wife will show up with a child..."

Sienna Johnson watched the unfolding drama with detached amusement, paying no mind to Sabrina Johnson’s provocations. This kind of woman, if you talk back and argue with her, she’ll be thrilled. I’m not giving her that satisfaction. Let her say what she wants. I’ll just consider her to be polluting the air.

Leanne Andrews interjected, "Sabrina, what do you have to be so smug about? Your own husband is keeping a minor celebrity as a mistress. Oh, yes, the one they call ’pure and innocent,’ who even played a supporting role in one of my dramas. She and your husband are getting quite cozy, you know. Instead of wasting your time meddling in other people’s business, you should pay more attention to your own. If he has a child with another woman, you, this barren old hag, will have to step aside..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Sienna Johnson rounded on Leanne Andrews.

"I’m not talking nonsense; everyone knows about it." Leanne Andrews smiled at Sabrina Johnson and continued, "When a man cheats, his wife is usually the last to know. You probably don’t even realize it yet. So let me tell you: your husband really is keeping a mistress."

...

"It’s that girl, Sissi. Your husband is even planning to spend money to make her famous."

"I won’t believe you! I can tell you for a fact that Frederick and I have a wonderful relationship. Frederick truly loves me. He dumped Sienna Johnson for me back then! How could he possibly keep a mistress?" Sabrina Johnson declared with conviction.

...

"Leanne Andrews, you should stop writing those vulgar scripts. People who read them will think you’re a vulgar woman too. What else can you do besides write those trashy scripts? Who would want someone like you? Do you think you’ll ever get married?"

Sienna Johnson and Leanne Andrews exchanged exasperated glances.

Leanne Andrews took a sip of her drink, then chuckled calmly at Sabrina. "Honestly, you’re meddling where you shouldn’t. Whether I get married or not, what’s that to you? Are my scripts written for your viewing pleasure? You can always choose not to look.

"At least I can support myself. What about you? Besides spending money on shopping and beauty treatments, what else can you do? Of course, you can’t even have a child."

Leanne Andrews looked at Sabrina Johnson with pity. "Men marry women to carry on the family line. A woman like you, who can’t have children and only knows how to spend money—don’t you feel any guilt? Your behavior is a classic case of taking the money but not doing the job."

"Frederick married me because I’m gentle and virtuous!"

Leanne Andrews felt like she was going to throw up, possibly even cough up blood from sheer disgust. Tens of thousands of curses raged in her mind. How could someone be so narcissistic beneath such an unsightly exterior? Oh my God, oh my God!

Leanne Andrews and Sienna Johnson exchanged a look of mutual sympathy, then Leanne asked, "Sabrina, do you know why I’m sitting down while talking to you?"

Sabrina Johnson replied, "Because you’re lazy."

Leanne Andrews said, "Wrong! I’m worried that if I stood up, you wouldn’t be able to hear what I’m saying from all the way down there. Get it?"

Vivian Abbey, who was easily amused, shook with laughter.

Sabrina Johnson said earnestly, "Some say that ridiculing someone is just a sign of jealousy. Your ridiculing me like this just proves you’re jealous—jealous that I’m beautiful, married a good husband, and don’t have to work. You’re jealous of me, and you won’t admit it!"


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