I was telling the truth. As long as Rylee was willing to give up, my actions wouldn’t bring harm to her. However, judging from her persistence toward Anthony all over the years, I knew she would refuse to leave as she was used to him.
Indeed, a menacing glint flashed across her gaze.
She shook her head. “No, I won’t leave him. If you refuse to let my mother off, then we’ll fight till the end. Let’s make things difficult for each other. Sienna, you want nothing else, but I want both him and my family. I won’t give up.”
I shrugged. “Fine. Let’s see who will win.”
Rylee was greedy, as she wanted everything. She was right. It seemed like I wanted nothing else, but it was because I had nothing to begin with.
I didn’t realize when Rylee left the cafe. I sat in my seat as my heart clenched slowly. To her, losing a baby meant a few days of pain.
After I lost my child, I lost the will to live. She had her parents and relatives, but I had nothing else.
The coffee stain had dried off. I knew I must be a pathetic mess by now.
Standing up, I got ready to head back to work. Suddenly, I noticed someone standing beside me.
Anthony’s sudden appearance gave me a shock. I thought he’s busy?
“W-Why are you here?” I grabbed my bag and prepared to leave.
He narrowed his eyes. “Who were you with earlier?”
“No one!” I replied. Turning around, I noticed Jared and Joe taking a seat at a nearby table. It seemed like they had just arrived.
Anthony urged. “Why is there coffee on your outfit?”
The coffee had dried by now, but the stain was still visible. I furrowed my brows and lied, “I spilled coffee on myself accidentally.”
Anthony snickered and glanced at me as if I were a clown making a fool of myself. “You poured coffee on yourself?”
I bit my lip and changed the topic. “Are you here to talk about work?”
He looked away from the empty cup on my table and insisted, “Who did this to you?”
“Will you beat her up or pour a cup of coffee over her head?” I frowned and retorted.
He arched a brow. “So that’s what you like?”
I was rendered speechless.
“Forget it. You should go back to work. I need to return to my office!” Tattling on Rylee was useless. After all, he wouldn’t beat her up, would he?
He grabbed my wrist. “What did she tell you?”
I could feel my head throbbing. “Anthony, we can talk about this at home. You should go back to work.”
Prying his hand off, I headed out of the cafe.
Soon, Anthony caught up to me. He draped his blazer over my shoulders. “You didn’t drive here, right? I’ll give you a ride home. Change into a clean clothes before going back to your company.”
I knitted my brows and shook my head to refuse his offer. “No need. It’s dry by now. I just need to deal with something back in the company. I’ll head home right after that.”
“Is it that urgent?” he inquired sternly. When I met his gaze, he softened and said, “Go home and take a shower. Don’t you feel uncomfortable?”
“It’s fine.”
“Sienna!” Anthony scowled. “We should get along better. After all, we’re married. Why are you doing this?”
I frowned instinctively at his words. Mrs. Eriksen was right. He had been working hard to deal with the problems. I could see how hard he was trying to take care of me.
After a pause, I gave him a nod. “Okay. Let’s go home, then.”
His expression relaxed as he brought me to his car. After he drove away, I asked, “Don’t you need to inform Dr. Crest and your friend?”
“It doesn’t matter,” he replied. We returned to the villa in no time.
Back home, I took a shower swiftly. When I exited the bathroom, Anthony was talking to someone over the phone on the balcony.
The door wasn’t shut, so his voice floated over. He was talking to Rylee.
“Rylee, you shouldn’t involve Sienna in our business,” he said unhappily.
“Anth, what do you mean by that?” Rylee’s voice was shrill. “Did she tattle on me?”
“No!” Anthony kept his voice low. When he heard my footsteps, he turned back and came into the bedroom.
I could hear Rylee’s displeased voice over the phone as she was loud. “Then why do you think I did it? Am I that horrible in your eyes?”
He wasn’t about to waste his time to argue with her. “This is the last time. If it’s because of your mother, you can come to me. Sienna is my wife; I’m responsible for her.”
“Anthony Featherstone!” Rylee yelled angrily. “My mother was trying to protect me. Was she wrong? Why do you insist on targeting her?”
Anthony frowned as his gaze landed on me. He gestured for me to dry my hair. I tilted my head and stood rooted to the spot.
After shooting me a smile, he spoke gravely, “I was trying to seek justice for my child. Was I wrong?”
Wow, what a brutal reply.
Rylee immediately ended the call.
Anthony flung his phone aside and urged me to take a seat. He took my towel and began drying my hair.
His phone kept ringing incessantly. In the end, I looked back and told him, “You should answer that.”
He spoke calmly. “I will. After I dry your hair.”
It took him some time to dry my hair. Finally, he was ready to leave.
After he left, I returned to the company. I wanted to talk to Marcus about the new AI project because it was relatively new.
I looked around, but he was nowhere to be seen. His assistant told me Marcus was at the hospital as Benjamin was on his deathbed.
I immediately called Marcus, but he didn’t pick up. I didn’t know what was happening, so I called Sally instead.
When she answered my call, all I could hear was people bawling desperately. None of them were Sally.
“Ms. Featherstone, what happened to Benjamin?”
“Tell Anthony he’s dead. Come to the hospital with him. I need Anthony to manage Benjamin’s funeral with Marcus,” Sally told me calmly.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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