The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress-Chapter 694 - 735: Owe it for now, repay it together in the next life
"Look at you, so stingy. Don’t worry, you’ll get your reward."
Adrian Desmond handed Larry a rose, who didn’t take it and reacted excessively, asking, "What is this for? You’re not really marrying me, are you? I’m very poor. I can’t afford to support you and Dylan."
"If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll tell my brother that you’re picking on me."
Paige Desmond was both angry and annoyed. She was a beautiful woman with many admirers back in the day. But to hear Larry talk, she had become unwanted trash.
Larry immediately became respectful. "Miss, I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare! Please, don’t tell on me. Your brother will kill me!"
"Alright, hurry up and leave. I’ll transfer the money to your card."
"Really?"
"Seeing you beaten up like this, I’ll give you a little extra for medical expenses."
Larry, still lying on the ground and not minding the dirt, grinned foolishly. "Oh, you shouldn’t have! That’s too generous."
"I know you need to save money to find your sister and prepare her dowry. It’s not easy for you." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
Over the years, Larry had been looking for his sister who was sold off. When Paige Desmond was younger, she had pleaded with her father, who then sent people to search. But Larry’s sister had already been dead for a long time.
Only Paige Desmond and her father knew this secret.
A white lie is better than a cruel truth.
Everyone lives for a goal, a belief. Larry’s belief was to find his sister.
Paige Desmond enjoyed watching Larry live so spiritedly every day. She couldn’t bring herself to tell him the truth back then, and she couldn’t do it now.
"Get up. The ground is dirty." Paige Desmond reached out her hand and pulled Larry up.
"HEHE, okay."
"Stay tonight, and I’ll cook something delicious for you."
"Great, I love meat. Make lots of chicken, duck, fish, beef, and lamb. I love it all."
"You can eat your fill; it won’t kill you!"
"If I can’t eat it all, I’ll take it with me!"
"Larry, could you be any more outrageous?"
"Oh, Miss, you with a full stomach don’t know the pangs of a starving man. The cost of living is soaring in Abyanabad. Although the welfare in Abyanabad is good, I’m a foreigner, and for foreigners, living in Abyanabad is like living in hell... Everything in Abyanabad is expensive except for oil. Cheap oil is useless to me since I’m too poor to buy a car."
"Why don’t you marry an Abyanabad wife and become an Abyanabad citizen? This way, you can enjoy the high welfare benefits."
"How could I do that? I’m from Himakati. How could I take on another country’s citizenship? Besides, I haven’t found my sister yet. How can I get married? If I get married, I’ll have to support my wife and children... My little bit of money won’t be enough."
"Larry, you’ll just be a bachelor for life."
"Oh, I’m so poor, truly poor... If I marry in the future, you have to give me a huge wedding gift to compensate me for all these years of slaving away for you, being bullied by you, all pitiful and wretched..."
BLA BLA BLA... Paige Desmond, holding a large bouquet of roses in her arms, simply walked away.
"Hey, remember to transfer money to me tonight!"
Paige Desmond ignored him.
She still had important things to do. She wondered if Kiya would file for divorce. If he didn’t, she would have to initiate it herself. A morally depraved Princess Consort, no longer fit to continue as Abyanabad’s Princess Consort, taking the initiative to divorce... Surely, everyone would be looking forward to their separation.
Kiya, I wish you well. I hope you and the Princess of Pelindi will be happy...
She no longer wanted to return to that gorgeous cage.
Looking up at the vast sky and the soaring seagulls, the sea breeze brushed her long hair, and she gently smiled.
I’m free!
「Five months later,」
Sienna Johnson’s belly was growing quickly. She felt exhausted sleeping at night. Sometimes, when she wanted to get up, she found her arms couldn’t support her.
Now she had to get an examination every two weeks. Sienna Johnson, cradling her large belly, came into the living room. Her feet were so swollen that she couldn’t put on her old shoes.
"Why is it getting worse? Was it like this when you were carrying Curly?"
At the entrance, Adrian Desmond was helping her put on her shoes, but they just wouldn’t go on.
"When I was carrying Curly, I was on the run, terrified of being caught by you. I was hiding everywhere, frightened and trembling every day, so I really didn’t have these symptoms."
There was a trace of resentment in Sienna Johnson’s tone. As she spoke, the way she looked at Adrian Desmond turned resentful.
"It’s all your fault!"
"Back then, I was also worried about the child in your belly. I didn’t dare chase too hard. If I had been more ruthless, you probably wouldn’t have been able to escape," Adrian Desmond explained.
"Who says I couldn’t escape? You underestimated me!"
"I wouldn’t dare underestimate you! You’ve been scheming against me from the very start—your name was fake, your nationality was fake. From the first moment you laid eyes on me, you were already plotting your escape..." His tone was laced with resentment and anger.
Sienna Johnson felt guilty and playfully stuck out her tongue.
Her feet were so swollen that she couldn’t walk. Adrian Desmond carried her to the couch and massaged her feet.
"If you’d been this good to me from the beginning, I wouldn’t have run away," Sienna Johnson said wistfully.
Adrian Desmond glared at her. "Wasn’t I good enough to you back then?"
"Of course not as good as you are to me now..."
"I must have owed you in my previous life! This life is just for me to repay that debt," Adrian Desmond said, his voice tinged with resignation.
"Then you must have owed me a lot in your previous life. Make sure you repay it properly."
"If I treat you too well, aren’t you afraid you’ll owe me in this life and have to repay me in the next?" Adrian Desmond was both amused and exasperated by her smug look.
"Too many debts, no worries. Let them accumulate; we’ll pay them back together in the next life."
"Fine, I’ll wait for you in the next life to repay this debt of love."
After massaging one foot, Sienna Johnson unceremoniously extended her other foot, ordering Adrian Desmond about, and he showed no sign of temper.
The Adrian Desmond of the past never would have expected that after marrying a wife, he would end up being bullied like this.
If he had foreseen that marrying Sienna Johnson meant he would have to slave away for her and pamper her like royalty, he wondered if he would still have had the courage to rescue this little highness from the sea.
"Ouch, you’re pressing too hard, it hurts... Be gentle..."
"..."
"Adrian Desmond, did you not eat today? Why so light? So light, it’s like you’re tickling me. How will the swelling in my legs go down?"
"Sienna Johnson, believe it or not, I’ll throw you into the sea!" Adrian Desmond said through clenched teeth.
"I don’t believe you!"
"HUMPH!"
"Go on then, if you have the guts! Throw me into the sea to feed the sharks."
"HAHA... I knew you wouldn’t have the heart to do it... Oh dear, you love me so much, it’s such a burden for me."
"Shut up!"
After a full half-hour massage, her shoes finally fit. Sienna Johnson looked at her now less swollen calves and feet, hugged Adrian Desmond’s neck, and kissed him soundly.
"Darling, thank you. You’re too good to me."
The tips of Adrian Desmond’s ears turned a little red.
Even if he could have predicted this, he would still have rescued this little highness from the sea.
