The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

Chapter 1059: Chapter 1002: Adrian Desmond, Aren’t You Being Childish?

In the footage, Sheehan was being held in Samara’s arms, while Samara was rubbing his belly. Sheehan was purring contentedly, like a little piglet. Sienna Johnson wished she could rush in now, hug him, and give him two big kisses.

But she couldn’t!

"Mom, I’ll hang up now."

"Sienna, take care of yourself too. Don’t worry about Sheehan, your sister and I are taking care of him. The little guy is eating and sleeping well, and has gained some weight recently."

"Thank you, Mom," Sienna said gratefully.

"We’re family, no need to thank."

"Meow..." Snowy walked in with an elegant stride. Seeing the cat, Sienna thought of her daughter.

"Mom, take that cat to the door for me, I want to bring it to Curly."

Pauline Briggs said, "Curly is a patient now, and her body is very weak. Who knows if the cat has bacteria? Let’s talk about it after she’s better."

Sienna thought about it and decided against it.

After finishing the call, Sienna couldn’t focus on the company’s matters and asked the Driver to drive to Seargan.

After her daughter fell ill, she only visited once. There’s no more incompetent mother in the world than her.

The streets were desolate, with barely anyone around. Even during the SARS period, it wasn’t this severe. It seems people are really scared.

When will the virus antibodies be developed?

...

Sienna arrived at Seargan in the evening and went straight to the Laboratory to see her daughter.

Once Sienna was released from the Police Station, Adrian Desmond got the news. So when he saw the suddenly appearing Sienna, Adrian’s expression was still calm.

"Mom!" Curly was much more excited.

Wearing a mask, Sienna hugged her. Curly had lost weight, and Sienna’s eyes turned red. When she spoke, her voice became choked.

"Curly!"

"Mom, Dad is so mean," Curly started complaining the moment she saw Sienna.

Sienna glanced at Adrian sitting by the side and asked, "What did you do to upset her again?"

Adrian shrugged and kept silent.

Curly complained rapidly, "Dad wouldn’t let Father Kenneth make Potato Stewed Beef for me."

"Why?"

"Why else? He’s jealous of Father Kenneth!" Curly’s little mouth was relentless, "He’s jealous that Father Kenneth almost became my real dad, so he won’t let Father Kenneth make Potato Stewed Beef for me."

"You’re my child by blood, he could never be your real dad!" Adrian interjected.

"Hmph!"

"It’s not like only he can make Potato Stewed Beef, didn’t I make it for you too? You just won’t eat it." Adrian pushed the Potato Stewed Beef towards her, and Curly turned her head away arrogantly.

"Alright, alright, didn’t dad make it for you? Eating dad’s cooking is the same," Sienna said to mediate.

Curly glanced at the dish on the table, already cold, and continued to complain, "Mom, you don’t know how overboard dad is. He won’t let Father Kenneth make delicious food for me, yet what he makes is so awful?"

"Your dad’s cooking isn’t bad."

"Used to be barely edible, but compared to Father Kenneth’s, it’s hard to swallow. Mom, I’m a patient, why can’t I eat delicious food and stay happy?

When a patient’s mood is good, they recover faster, right?"

"..."

Curly put Sienna in a difficult position, "Mom, dad has sinister intentions, he just doesn’t want me to get well quickly.

Mom, your husband is too much, you must stand up for me."

"This..." Adrian looked at Adrian and Curly, with a look of difficulty, "Mom, let me remake it for you, okay?"

"Okay. I want Potato Stewed Beef, with big chunks of beef in it." Curly finally calmed down.

"Sure, I’ll add a lot of meat for you." Sienna pinched her face, realizing the baby fat was gone, her heart ached slightly.

...

The building where the Laboratory was located had a simple kitchen, and after Adrian and his group arrived, it became exclusive to them.

Sienna went in, saw the fridge full of vegetables and fruits, and picked a few, most were meat.

Adrian and Curly, these two were indeed father and daughter, both particularly fond of meat.

Sienna washed the carrots, planning to make some curry beef, when Adrian hugged her from behind. Sienna turned her head and glanced at him, "How old are you, still acting so childish."

"Hmph!"

"I won’t give you any when it’s ready."

"You are enough for me." Adrian bit the skin of her nape, kissed her. Sienna dodged, "Stop fooling around, Curly hasn’t had dinner yet."

"The little girl is throwing a tantrum. She said my cooking was bad, yet she still ate quite a bit. Even if you make it for her now, she won’t eat much."

"Adrian, not here!" Sienna knew what this man wanted to do, and sternly stopped him.

Adrian was always an action-oriented person, without wasting words with Sienna, he dragged her out of the kitchen and into the nearest men’s restroom.

Sienna, afraid of seeing something she shouldn’t, didn’t dare look up, but luckily no one was inside.

Adrian kicked open the stall door, pushed her in, and without a word, pinned her against the wall, raining fervent kisses over her.

The wild kisses, like raindrops, poured down on her face, leaving no room for resistance.

He bit the skin of her chest, lifted her skirt, pushed aside her underwear, and pinned her against the wall, eagerly expressing his longing.

"Ouch!"

After so long apart, with so much pressure weighing on their hearts, both needed a way to release their emotions.

"Adrian, hurry up."

"I’ll destroy you!" he said ferociously.

The muscles in his arms expanded, carrying a sense of force, firmly encircling her in his embrace.

She had to hold onto his shoulders tightly to keep from slipping to the floor. Doing this in a public place was embarrassing, but at that moment, she didn’t care about anything else, just wanting to indulge with him, forget her real-world troubles.

As they were wildly entangled in the stall, someone entered outside, whistling while relieving themselves.

Thinking of the man outside, and herself in disarray, Sienna instinctively tensed all over, causing him to shudder deeply, nearly making him cry out.

His hands tightly gripped her waist, biting into her shoulder, swallowing her moans along with her clothing.

Outside, the two men started talking. They said, "Huh? Do you smell something?"

"What smell?"

"A peculiar smell."

"The smell of poop."

The two urinating men chatted, and Adrian naturally knew what that smell was... the special scent that emanated from Sienna when she was passionate.