Damn it. He’s f*cking annoying.
Sensing my anger, he added, “I’ve been holding back since we came back from J City. Stop torturing me.”
“Anthony, will you stop?” Why is he saying this in broad daylight?
Back at the villa, before I could step out of the car, he carried me in his arms and went upstairs at once.
Both Mrs. Eriksen and Molly were at home.
In our bedroom, I avoided his gaze.
“Anthony, it’s not dark yet. Let’s not do this now.”
As he inched nearer and ignored my plea, I immediately suggested, “Why don’t you take a shower first?”
He frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“Well, we just came back from the hospital, which is full of germs. You should take a shower.”
“Okay.”
Sensing my discomfort, he nodded gently. He picked me up, and we entered the bathroom together.
Winter had come. K City was chilly by now, but luckily our house was fitted with central heating. The bathroom was steaming hot, and my cheeks were flushed a crimson red soon.
Anthony’s deep and tender voice soon made me lose my guard.
“Don’t say no to me. Sienna, we’re married. You’re my closest kin. No matter what happens, we’ll face it together. The Moore family isn’t as simple as you think. But don’t worry. I’ll be by your side.”
His sudden announcement confused me.
He didn’t explain further and left after a while.
The following day, I woke up with an aching body.
My eyes were shut as I grimaced in pain.
Anthony buckled his belt and planted a kiss on my forehead. He caressed my face lightly, but I couldn’t bring myself to move.
Soon, he left the bedroom. I was drained out by the activities last night.
With my eyes shut, I tried to drift off to sleep. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t sleep as my body felt awful. Tears prickled at my eyes. I buried myself under the covers and started sobbing.
Footsteps sounded in the bedroom as Anthony’s voice, laced with fury, rang out. “Sienna, why are you crying?”
I pressed my lips and said nothing.
He pulled my covers open, causing the sunlight to blind my eyes momentarily.
Scowling, he inquired, “Are you trying to suffocate yourself?”
I wasn’t in the mood to talk to him. “Anthony, can’t I vent my feelings? Have you ever been considerate of my feelings?”
Knitting his brows together, he asked, “Are you unwell?”
I felt tempted to strangle him. “Can’t you feel it?” I gritted out angrily.
His frown deepened. “Let’s go to the hospital.”
Infuriated by his suggestion, I threw a pillow at him. “Get out!”
Anthony left without a word and shut the door behind him.
I shut my eyes and lay on the bed, but I was too upset to sleep.
Mrs. Eriksen brought breakfast upstairs and called me hesitantly. “Letty, I brought breakfast. Why don’t you eat something and apply some ointment before going back to sleep?”
“No need!” I wasn’t someone who’d throw a tantrum without reason, so I merely replied to her coolly.
She paused before explaining, “Letty, Mr. Anthony left a while ago. He told me to watch you eat a little. If you feel unwell, apply the ointment and get some rest.”
“No need!” My voice grew louder.
Mrs. Eriksen stopped trying to persuade me and placed the tray on the table. Before she left, something occurred to her. “Letty, actually, Mr. Anthony adores you. I watched him grow up. His grandfather brought him up, so he doesn’t know how to take care of others. He’s good at solving problems because that was what his grandfather taught him. Mr. Featherstone wanted him to take over the business. Mr. Anthony wasn’t born a cold-hearted person. He might not know how to please you. But it’s obvious he cares about you a lot.”
She added, “He wanted to come up earlier, but you were mad at him. Hence, he told me to relay his wishes. You’re a married couple and should understand each other. Don’t argue over trivial matters as that would only bring harm to your relationship.”
I was too exhausted to think of a reply. “I got it, Mrs. Eriksen. You should go back to work. I’d like to rest now.”
She nodded. “Okay. Remember to eat your breakfast later.”
She left right after saying that.
I lay in bed and stared at the scenery outside the window with my half-opened eyes. Winter in K City was a dreadful affair. It was drizzling now. This wouldn’t help me feel better at all.
Every inch of my body was throbbing painfully. I couldn’t fall asleep or bring myself to eat anything.
I wanted to lie in bed and do nothing.
I stared blankly at the ceiling. Actually, the news of Rylee’s miscarriage didn’t lift my mood at all.
Annoyed, I tried to force myself to sleep. However, the more I wanted to sleep, the more my body refused to cooperate with me.
After a few tries, I sat up in frustration and made my way to the balcony.
I opened all the windows. The drizzling rain was splattering lightly as the chilly wind gushed into the bedroom, waking me up instantly. I felt terribly uncomfortable, so I sat by the window and allowed the rain and wind to waft through the open window.
The trees outside the villa were bare. No birds were visible. It was a desolate scene.
As the drizzle turned into a huge downpour, the annoyance in my heart faded away gradually.
After calming down, I felt sleepy. I leaned against the wall next to the window, closing my eyes to sleep.
Time flew by quickly. When I was about to drift off, someone pushed the door open.
Anthony had returned. He spotted me on the balcony as the cold wind wafted into our bedroom.
I sat up as he gazed at me, my drowsiness gone.
He hurried over to me and gritted out, “Sienna, what are you doing?”
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