Chapter 1203 - 1143: Love Even When Hurt

Curly looked at his father who suddenly woke up, and didn’t think it was because his great-grandmother prayed every day.

Curly boldly hypothesized, "Dad, did you wake up suddenly because of the medicine inside?"

Adrian Desmond: ...

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In the evening, when Sienna Johnson returned, Adrian told her about Curly’s guess. Sienna thought that it was Doctor X who left it for Adrian, and the medicine Night Owl gave Adrian was also made from Doctor X’s prescription, so it was actually possible.

"But if this really is the antidote, why didn’t Doctor X make it clear initially? If it weren’t for the coincidence yesterday, we might never have discovered the secret of this bullet." Sienna asked in confusion.

Adrian took the bullet and tossed it; it landed perfectly in the trash can as he said, "Why think so much about it? Anyway, I’m awake now."

Sienna looked at Adrian and said, "From now on, let’s not eat anything outside." At least until Night Owl is dealt with, these things are really hard to guard against.

"Mrs. Desmond, it’s been tough for you lately," Adrian kissed her soft lips, speaking with heartache.

"It’s enough that you’re awake."

Adrian was awake and by her side, and even with Night Owl lurking around, Sienna wasn’t afraid.

"During my coma, did anyone bully you?" Adrian asked, worried.

"Besides Night Owl, there was one person."

"Who?" Adrian’s gaze turned murderous. Who was bold enough to bully his woman while he was in a coma?

"Someone named Ivan. Knowing you were in a coma, he stole your goods... and even teased me..." Sienna complained.

Adrian’s eyes turned dangerous as he asked in a deep voice, "He teased you? How?"

This Ivan guy, Adrian knew him, a fool... Adrian didn’t take him seriously... but the guy had grown gutsy, daring to steal his goods and tease his woman.

"He asked if I still accepted men to marry into the family. He wanted to marry in."

"Marry in? If he marries in, where does that leave me?" Isn’t this robbing his spot? He might be in a coma, but he isn’t dead.

"In Abyanabad, polygamy is allowed, and that man probably thought that Orienta allowed polyandry."

"Polyandry... hehe..." Adrian chuckled coldly, didn’t say anything more, but he remembered Ivan.

Knock, knock... There was a knock on the door, and Sienna gestured to Adrian to be quiet with a finger to her lips.

"Madam, dinner’s ready; do you still want to eat in the room?" Sally asked.

"Yes, prepare a bit more for me." Sienna called out to Sally through the door.

"Yes."

The news of Adrian’s awakening couldn’t be hidden from Sally and Melly, who were close to Sienna, but both pretended they knew nothing. Sienna also had no intention of explaining.

Adrian asked, dissatisfied, "I’m not some secret lover you have; when can I go out and meet people?"

Sienna teased him, "You are my secret lover now!"

"..."

"Come on, give the master a smile!"

"I’ll strangle you!"

Adrian pounced on Sienna, but knowing he was "injured," she wasn’t afraid, just looked at him with a smiling face... That look, to Adrian, was humiliating; Sienna’s eyes were saying: You’re weak.

For a woman to say a man is weak, it’s the greatest humiliation, and Adrian’s face changed.

Sienna laughed, "Sixth Master, does it hurt?"

"When will it get better?" Whenever it’s hard, it hurts—a pain that, despite his strong self-control, he couldn’t endure.

"If you take care of yourself and avoid engorging the erectile tissue, it will heal in two or three months. If you..."

Meaning he should abstain, and with determination, Adrian said, "I guess I won’t get better. Maybe fight poison with poison."

"What do you mean?"

Adrian started tearing Sienna’s clothes, and his frenzied behavior startled her.

Adrian, much stronger in enduring pain than others, would usually grimace in pain, yet now he was still eager to prove his manhood.

This maniac!

"Stop it, what do you mean fight poison with poison? If the erectile tissue is injured and doesn’t heal, it will be serious..."

"Anyway, it’s uncomfortable now!"

"Adrian, I’m begging you, stop."

Just then, Sally knocked again, and Sienna pushed Adrian away, "Shh, Sally’s here."

Sienna got up to open the door; Sally pushed the dining cart in, keeping her head down, showing no intention of entering further.

Sienna pushed the cart in, looked at the amount of food, mostly meat, and became even more certain that Sally knew everything.

"Adrian, come eat."

"I’m hurt; you feed me."

Sienna took a deep breath, glaring at him, "It’s that part that’s hurt, not your hands. Why can’t you eat by yourself?"

"It doesn’t hurt as much when my hand is injured."

Sienna looked at him lying there, a certain part standing tall and unrelenting, and frowned.

"Adrian, can’t you think of anything else all day?"

"What do you think I’m thinking about all day?"

"You know very well!"

"I don’t know. What do you think I’m thinking?"

The two spoke in a convoluted exchange like a tongue-twister. Sienna pushed the cart to the bedside, took a bowl of rice, mixed in some dishes, and fed Adrian.

After a few bites, Adrian started eating by himself. Seeing Sienna’s recent weight loss, Adrian felt distressed.

"Eat more meat. You’ve gotten so thin, I feel like I’m hugging a piece of rib at night."

"Is it that exaggerated?"

"Yes."

"I’m only worried about you."

Adrian fed her a piece of beef, saying, "Sorry, for making you worry again."

Sienna shook her head gently, "You’re my man, worrying about you is my duty; why apologize."

"Yes, I am your man!"

Normally, meals were noisy with a crowd, but now, just the two of them eating quickly felt nice.

"Hey... Mrs. Desmond, why do I feel everything in your bowl tastes better?" Adrian tilted his head and took the largest piece of beef from her bowl.

Sienna frowned, looked down, and said, "How could it be? It’s all the same."

Adrian unceremoniously put down his bowl, took hers, and shamelessly ate, raising an eyebrow, "Hmm, indeed, what’s in your bowl tastes better."

Sienna pursed her lips, resignedly picked up Adrian’s bowl, looked at Adrian, and said, "Adrian, you’re really childish."

Adrian smiled at her, kissed her lips, and said, "That’s called romance!"

"No kissing me while eating, it’s gross!"

Adrian: ...