novelraw Chapter 379 - 380: Pacifying an Angry Husband
Chapter 379 - 380: Pacifying an Angry Husband
Chapter 379: Chapter 380: Pacifying an Angry Husband
"Husband, don’t be angry anymore. I also don’t know how this happened today. If you want to blame someone, blame your son. He’s just too greedy; he insisted on eating the savory chicken feet Leanne’s mom made. And as a result, we stumbled upon that bloody incident..."
"..."
"This little stinker deserves a spanking. I’ll teach him a lesson and see if he still dares to be so greedy in the future."
Sienna Johnson grabbed Adrian Desmond’s hand, guiding it towards her own belly. "Husband, it’s all your son’s fault. You hit him. Go ahead, I won’t feel sorry for him... Hit him, don’t hold back. I won’t blame you..."
Adrian Desmond pulled back his hand just as it neared Sienna Johnson’s belly. This woman...
"You don’t want to hit him? Should I do it for you?" Sienna Johnson feigned hitting her own stomach. Before her hand even made contact, her eyes darted about, and she started whimpering, "Ouch, my stomach doesn’t feel good..."
Adrian Desmond asked worriedly, "Does your stomach hurt? Is it severe?"
"It’s severe. It hurts so much."
"Let’s go to the hospital."
Sienna Johnson shook her head. "No need, no need. As long as you’re not angry anymore, my stomach won’t hurt. Husband, are you still angry?"
Adrian Desmond paused, then it dawned on him: this woman was faking the pain, just playing him. Annoyed, he snapped, "Sienna Johnson, get out! Stay away from me..."
Sienna Johnson was rejected.
Adrian Desmond left the bathroom, and Sienna Johnson followed him out. She saw Adrian Desmond lift the quilt and go to bed without even taking a bath. She stood there, sighing.
"What are you standing there for? Haven’t you caused enough trouble today? Go to sleep!" Adrian Desmond snapped at her. Sienna Johnson felt a prickle in her nose, and tears welled up in her eyes, stunning Adrian Desmond.
"Why are you crying?" He hadn’t done anything to her.
"You’re yelling at me!" Sienna Johnson looked beautiful even as she cried, her tear-washed eyes shining even brighter, lovelier than the world’s most precious black gemstones.
"Adrian Desmond, is it because I’ve gotten ugly during my pregnancy that you don’t like me anymore? Is that why you’re so mean to me? My friend got pregnant, her body changed, and she even got freckles. Her husband ended up hooking up with a female colleague from work... Adrian Desmond, do you find me repulsive now too...?"
"Can you stop letting your imagination run wild?"
"BOO HOO..."
Sienna Johnson rarely cried. Though she looked beautiful when she did, Adrian Desmond’s heart still ached. "I only said a few things to you, and you start crying. If Madam Johnson found out, who knows what she’d say about me."
"Aren’t you bullying me by giving me the cold shoulder? I can’t stand it when people do that. You might as well just hit me."
"You’re dressed like this, and I can only look but not touch. Of course, I’m going to sleep! ...I knew you were a little devil. Seeing that I can’t do anything to you right now, you just keep tormenting me."
"I’ll torment you precisely because you’re my husband! If it were other men, I wouldn’t even bother!"
The corners of Adrian Desmond’s lips twitched; he looked like he wanted to laugh but was holding it back, which Sienna Johnson found quite amusing, and she couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
"Crying one minute, laughing the next. Just like Curly..."
"..."
"Just wait until you give birth. See how I’ll deal with you then!" He glared fiercely at the woman before him, who exuded a tempting aura. His gaze was like that of a predator contemplating where to take the first bite.
"Alright. After I give birth, I’ll wear every single piece of clothing you prepared for me."
"Really?"
"Really."
Adrian Desmond admired the maid outfit she wore, his gaze growing hotter the longer he looked... If not for her pregnancy, he really would have wanted to tear it off her, to consume her, to meld her into his very being.
"I’ll go change my clothes!"
Sienna Johnson had put on the outfit to appease Adrian Desmond and cool his anger. Now that he had calmed down, she naturally didn’t want to wear it any longer; it made her feel thoroughly uncomfortable.
"Don’t you dare take it off!"
"But you..."
"Even if I can’t eat, I can still look..."
"What if you get a nosebleed?"
"You, shut up!" The man’s sensitive pride had been pricked, and his tone roughened.
Although they couldn’t go all the way in the end, Adrian Desmond still did what he could...
***
Afterward, Sienna Johnson lay in Adrian Desmond’s embrace, chatting softly. Both cherished the peace and beauty of this moment.
"When did you assign bodyguards to me?" Sienna Johnson asked.
"After I came to Sileria City..."
"Does Sixth Master have many enemies? He seems so cautious..."
"Quite a few!"
"Will they track us to Sileria City?" Sienna Johnson asked worriedly.
"If they do come looking, I’ll know. Don’t you worry your head about it."
"Then remember to assign some bodyguards to Curly too."
The child was their shared vulnerability, more precious to them than their own lives.
"Curly has always had bodyguards. Don’t worry."
"Mhm." Sienna Johnson was growing tired. She snuggled closer to Adrian Desmond, on the verge of sleep. While she was still somewhat lucid, Adrian Desmond said gravely, "In the future, don’t meddle in things like this! The ones who die most often in this world are the meddlesome do-gooders..."
"Mhm," she mumbled, already half-asleep.
She wasn’t some meddlesome do-gooder; she simply wasn’t ruthless enough. At least, compared to Sabrina Johnson, her heart wasn’t as hard. To kick a pregnant woman’s belly and kill the child within—that was something she could never, ever do.
***
Sienna Johnson asked Lucas Robertson to investigate Master Leland, which was how she found out who he was.
Master Leland, it turned out, had started as a mere street punk. Later, relying on his own ferocity and a series of opportune coincidences, he had gradually clawed his way up to his current status and position.
Although Master Leland had since laundered his image, the label of "underworld boss" was one he could never truly shed.
Like fallen leaves returning to their roots, Sileria City was Master Leland’s hometown, and so, in his old age, he had come back.
"Are you sure the child in Sabrina Johnson’s belly is Master Leland’s?" Sienna Johnson asked Lucas.
"Certain."
Sienna Johnson frowned. "But Master Leland is over sixty..."
Lucas said nonchalantly, "So what? I’ve even seen men in their eighties marry girls barely in their teens..."
"I really don’t understand what Sabrina Johnson is thinking anymore. How could she bring herself to be with such an old man..." A thought suddenly struck Sienna Johnson, and she asked, "Did Master Leland force Sabrina Johnson?"
"No!"
"...Hmph... I thought that once the Stewart Family fell, I’d finally be able to deal with Sabrina Johnson and her ilk. I never expected her to find a new backer, one whose influence is far greater than the Stewart Family’s ever was... This is giving me a headache..."
"You can ask Sixth Master for help."
"Mhm." Sienna Johnson resolved to use Adrian Desmond’s resources. She could handle ordinary businesspeople, but it was better to let Adrian Desmond deal with men from the underworld.
"Lucas, that’s all for now. You can get back to your work."
"I want to request a week’s leave."
"Time off?" Sienna Johnson looked at him in surprise. Lucas replied, "Yes."