The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress-Chapter 631 - 672 Taming the Husband (2)

"Sixth Master, if I hadn’t shown up that day, you would have died!" She looked at him, speaking seriously without a hint of jest.

Her tear-soaked palm stung, and the pain seared his heart. Adrian finally understood the source of Sienna’s anger. She was worried about him dying, resented him for not fighting back, and was furious that he hadn’t thought of her and their child at that moment. "Stop crying. It hurts me to see you cry..."

"Yes, I cry, and it pains you. But do you know that when your uncle hits you, it also hurts me? Each blow that lands on your body also aches my heart. Adrian, did you ever think about me?"

"..."

"What would I do if you died? How am I supposed to live the rest of my life? Should I follow you in death as well?! You jerk, what about me and our child?"

Sienna’s eyes blurred with tears. Adrian tried to wipe them away, but more streamed down her cheeks. Her tears soaked his hand. He lowered his head, kissing them away from her face. "It won’t happen again, I promise..."

"What won’t happen?"

"If my uncle hits me, I’ll dodge."

"Sixth Master is renowned for his filial piety. If you were to dodge, wouldn’t that be considered gravely unfilial? If your uncle brands you as unfilial, could you, Sixth Master, endure it?"

Adrian finally understood. When she called him Sixth Master, it was her way of expressing her displeasure and ridiculing him. "...Actually, that day, I had my own selfish reasons."

Sienna looked at him, puzzled. Adrian said awkwardly, "...My uncle has been very good to me. I didn’t handle Melanie’s affairs well, and I felt guilty when I went to see my uncle that day.

"He beat me, and I didn’t dodge because I wanted to atone for my guilt towards him in that way.

"That day, when he beat me half to death, I was actually quite happy because the guilt I felt towards them vanished from my heart... They are my family, after all. I will take care of them in the future, just as my uncle took care of me in the past.

"But I can’t fulfill unreasonable demands, like marrying Melanie."

"..."

"Don’t worry that I’ll be so bound by filial piety that my uncle can manipulate me with it. I wasn’t afraid of death before, but now I am. You’re so beautiful; countless men must be waiting for me to die so they can court you. Our child is still so young, and I’ve spoiled Curly rotten. If I died and she got into trouble, who would back her up?"

Hearing Adrian articulate his thoughts so clearly, the heavy stone that had been weighing on Sienna’s heart finally lifted. She no longer had to worry about this man.

"As long as you understand. I’m gorgeous, and I have many suitors. If you dare to die before me, I’ll remarry the very day of your funeral!"

Adrian felt blood rush to his throat. This damnable woman! "You’re trying to make sure I won’t rest in peace, aren’t you?"

"PAH! PAH! Can we please not talk about death? It’s so inauspicious."

"Weren’t you the one who brought it up?"

Sienna’s eyes, washed by her tears, shone like a clear lake. Adrian saw his own reflection in them, and his heart stirred.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?"

Sienna chuckled. "Considering you’ve shown such sincere remorse for your mistake, I shall permit you to attend to me in bed tonight."

"In your condition, I wouldn’t dare touch you."

The couple, who had been at odds for days, finally reconciled. Adrian was overjoyed. Even Night Owl had never given him such a headache. "I’ve always been around men, and apart from you, I’ve never dated any other woman. So, I really can’t guess what women are thinking.

"Next time you’re angry, you must tell me the reason clearly.

"For example, this time, you’ve been mad for days, and I still didn’t know why.

"I even thought you were angry because I shot you."

Sienna glanced at him, dissatisfied. "Am I that unreasonable? In that situation, if I had foolishly admitted how important I am to you, letting Night Owl use me to threaten you, wouldn’t we both have been in grave danger?"

"Are you really not mad that I shot you?" He held her tightly, gently pecking her lips.

"Actually, when you shot at me, I doubted you for a moment... Because you didn’t even glance at me, as if I truly wasn’t important to you. I studied medicine; I’m very familiar with human anatomy. Even if it was an act, you shouldn’t have aimed for a vital spot like the heart...

"Adrian, I get scared too, scared that you might not want me anymore."

Adrian’s heart melted. He held her close, his chin resting on the top of her head. "If it’s an act, of course, it has to be convincing. Night Owl isn’t an ordinary man; he’s not easily fooled.

"The sea is vast. If he had really taken you out to sea, it would have been very difficult for me to find you."

"I understand that now."

"Trust me, my heart for you will never change."

Sienna felt her cheeks burning. She, too, as a woman, could be moved by a man’s sweet words. "Me too!"

"Too in what way? I don’t understand," Adrian teased, looking at the beautiful woman in his arms.

"If you don’t understand, then forget it," she mumbled.

He leaned close to her ear, speaking slowly and suggestively, "Sienna, are you trying to say that you love me very, very much, that you’re completely smitten with me? That now you must talk to me every day, must see me every day... just like that saying... ’a day of absence feels like... several autumns’..."

Sienna’s cheeks flushed red. "Jerk, you’re bullying me!"

"I’m so grateful I passed by that sea and saved you that day. Thank you for staying by my side, for loving me, for your concern for me... I feel so happy. I never imagined I would one day be this happy."

He gazed at Sienna’s face, entranced, then reached out, his fingertips gently caressing her cheek.

Having spent too long in the world of darkness, he hadn’t believed a person’s smile could curve into such a warm and beautiful arc, nor that someone who had walked out of Death Island could ever speak of happiness.

It turned out, this woman could bring him happiness.

"Adrian, as long as you’re the one waiting for me at the end, I don’t care how arduous the journey is. I’ll just see it as the kind of trial that makes good things all the more precious. I believe we still have a long future ahead of us..."

Sienna didn’t ask about Night Owl. She clasped her hand with Adrian’s, their fingers intertwining. Her eyes were resolute, her heart filled with courage and strength. As the saying goes, when a husband and wife work with one heart, they can cut through metal. She believed that together, they would overcome all obstacles, find happiness, and grow old together.

"Yes, our future will be wonderful."

Sienna didn’t notice the murderous glint that flashed in Adrian’s eyes—the unwavering resolve to defend their little family.