Chapter 1354 - 1294: Sixth Master, You’ve Caused Trouble

From the fact that Sienna Johnson didn’t get out of bed the next day, it was clear just how vigorous Adrian Desmond was last night.

At six o’clock, it was still dark outside, and Adrian Desmond habitually got up to go for a run.

"Your stamina..." Adrian Desmond tucked her blanket, but Sienna Johnson didn’t move at all.

Last night, a certain woman didn’t exert any strength, whereas he was the one expending effort, yet this woman ended up exhausted like this.

...

Adrian Desmond ran for an hour and came back, took a shower, and Sienna Johnson was still lazing in bed.

Claire woke up while Sienna Johnson hadn’t. Adrian Desmond changed Claire’s diaper and washed her bottom with warm water.

It had been a long time since he did this, and Adrian Desmond’s movements were a bit rusty.

"Your mom is such a lazy bug; the sun is shining on her butt, and she’s still not getting up." Adrian Desmond dressed his daughter and said to her.

Claire looked at Adrian Desmond, her gaze carrying a hint of fear, but when Adrian Desmond held her, Claire didn’t cry.

"Claire, I am your dad. You don’t remember Dad..."

"..."

"You’re too young; it’s normal not to remember."

Claire didn’t smile either, staying quietly in Adrian Desmond’s arms, and he sighed, "When we return to Sileria City, Dad will give Kevin Taylor a good lesson for you."

Seeing Sienna Johnson still not awake, Adrian Desmond carried his daughter to the vegetable greenhouse. Claire seemed to really like these lush green vegetables.

"Claire, shall we pick some cherry tomatoes?"

"..."

"Do you know cherry tomatoes?"

But Claire lost interest in the red fruits, staring at a white butterfly. The little butterfly landed on a yellow cherry tomato, gently fluttering its wings as thin as cicada wings.

"Do you like butterflies?"

The butterfly flew up, and Claire’s gaze followed its path.

Sunlight shone on the glass, reflecting a bristly color, and the white butterfly also appeared colorful.

The vegetable greenhouse built by Adrian Desmond was extremely luxurious; others used plastic for the canopy, while Adrian Desmond directly used glass, fully automated.

The greenhouse was controlled by a computer; if the sunlight was good, the glass cover would open to allow the vegetables to photosynthesize.

Claire was especially quiet, watching a butterfly fly back and forth for half an hour, until Adrian Desmond grew bored.

"Claire, we should go back; mom should be awake."

Adrian Desmond wrapped Claire in a windbreaker, only her eyes visible, before carrying her back.

Sienna Johnson was indeed awake, seeing Adrian Desmond coming in from outside with their daughter, she frowned and asked, "Where did you go with Claire so early in the morning?"

"..."

"It’s so cold outside; what if she catches a cold?"

"If you want her to be healthy, you can’t raise her like a greenhouse flower."

"She was born weak."

"Curly was born weak too, but now she’s as strong as a calf. When Claire grows a bit, I’ll teach her martial arts, just like Curly."

Sienna Johnson laughed, "One tomboy in the family is enough; Claire should take the ladylike route."

"Claire has a personality that could get her bullied."

"Who dares to bully Sixth Master’s daughter?!"

Sienna Johnson freshened up and was applying skincare products on her face when Adrian Desmond came over, poked her face, and she frowned, "What are you doing?"

"I heard cosmetics contain chemicals, which are bad for your skin. Your skin is already good enough, so why do you still put these things on your face?"

"To become prettier, more beautiful." Sienna Johnson held her face, beaming with a smile.

"I don’t think you’re ugly."

Sienna Johnson looked at the man in the mirror, sarcastically said, "Sixth Master, didn’t you say finding a wife is primarily about beauty, to please the eye? If I really became ugly, you’d probably find another wife."

"Of course, the first impression needs to be attractive. If you were a fright, I wouldn’t have noticed you initially. But now, I love you as a person more than your appearance.

Even if you grow old or become ugly, I’d still love you."

Sienna Johnson’s face blushed slightly, uncertainly asked, "Really? You’re not lying?"

"Really, if I’m lying, I’m a little puppy."

"Even if you’re lying, I’m not afraid. I have money and kids; man or not, it doesn’t matter."

Adrian Desmond’s face turned dark instantly, "Looks like I’m expendable in your heart."

"Help me with my hair," Sienna Johnson ordered.

Adrian Desmond loved brushing Sienna Johnson’s hair. He initially wanted to hold his ground, ignore her, but it felt pointless, so he obediently helped Sienna Johnson with her hair.

"Let me braid it for you."

"You know how to braid?"

"I do."

...

Half an hour later, Sienna Johnson looked at her head full of little braids, blowing in the wind like a Goldland native, and directly banged her head on the dressing table.

"What’s wrong? Unsatisfied? I think it looks quite nice. Hehe..." Adrian Desmond said stiffly.

Actually, this alternative hairstyle didn’t quite suit Sienna Johnson’s temperament. Sabrina Conner tried once, even dyed it yellow; Adrian Desmond saw it once, and somehow, while braiding, he ended up with this style.

"Adrian Desmond..."

"Yep?"

"Can you restore my hair to its original state?"

Adrian Desmond naturally didn’t want to admit his failure, "I think it looks great! You’re my woman, wearing beautiful clothes, having a great haircut, all for me to see; if I think it looks good, that’s enough."

"Adrian Desmond, undo it for me!" Sienna Johnson was furious.

Sporting such an alternative hairstyle, Sienna Johnson never wanted to see anyone again.

"Alright then." Adrian Desmond also thought it didn’t look good.

There were too many little braids, and Adrian Desmond was inherently impatient, half undone, Adrian Desmond deemed it too slow, directly cutting the elastics with scissors.

Claire sat quietly in the stroller, watching her father braid her mom’s hair then undo it, never finding it dull.

Suddenly, Adrian Desmond’s hand shook, and a lock of hair fell...

Black hair stood out starkly against Sienna Johnson’s pale hand; the two didn’t say a word for a moment, the atmosphere feeling frozen.

"Well... my mistake, I didn’t mean to..." Adrian Desmond held the scissors, wishing he could toss them away.

Sienna Johnson picked up her hair; with such a cut, her hairstyle was ruined by Adrian Desmond.

Sienna Johnson held her head, without looking at him, said through gritted teeth, "Adrian Desmond..."

"I didn’t do it on purpose... It’s no big deal. Just cover the hair like this and it won’t show."

Clumsily, Adrian Desmond tried tucking her hair inside, making the style even messier.

"Get lost back to Abyanabad! Right now, get lost!" Sienna Johnson shouted.

Adrian Desmond was unprepared for this woman’s wrath, muttered, "Didn’t you just lose a lock of hair? Is it worth getting so angry?"