He narrowed his eyes and sized me up. “Who allowed you to come in here?”
Well, I can see that he’s forgotten everything but not his arrogance.
I flashed him a smile as an idea popped into my head.
I uncrossed my arm and yelled, “Anthony! I see you’ve finally shown your true colors after being married to me for a few years!”
He looked disgusted by the idea of him being my husband. “What nonsense are you talking about?”
“Nonsense? You can ask anyone here if we’re husband and wife!” I pointed angrily at Joseph and the maids who were now gathered at the door.
Anthony immediately looked over and saw Joseph nodding. Doubt finally appeared on his face, and he pondered for a while. “Did I really marry you?”
“Of course. We even have two kids.” I pulled over one of the chairs that were not kicked by him and sat down. Then, I crossed my legs and pretended to be nice. “Even though the Featherstone family is far less wealthy than my family, I still accepted you because I was touched by your sincerity when you were pursuing me. You’ve even promised me that you would treat me well and listen to my every word. Are you going to go back on your word?”
I paused for a while and continued in a serious tone, “These two years, my family has helped you to become successful. I guess we’ve spoiled you, and now you have another woman. Don’t you?”
The gentleman side of him immediately surfaced. He turned his face away angrily and snapped, “Only animals can’t control what’s below the belt. And I’m not an animal!”
He was rather serious as if he would die if he really had a mistress, reminding me of a chaste woman from the old generation.
Suppressing my smile, I cleared my throat and regained my composure. “If that’s so, Hubby, I want to eat pasta now. Previously, you’ll always cook for me every day. Go and make me some now. I’m hungry.”
Anthony seemed doubtful and stared at me for a few seconds before nodding and walked out of the room.
Watching Anthony walk past him and go downstairs, Joseph was stunned. When I saw that he wanted to say something to Anthony, I cleared my throat loudly to remind him not to tell Anthony the truth.
While I was waiting for him to prepare the pasta, I freshened up, changed my clothes, and went to the kitchen. He happened to be bringing a plate of pasta to the dining room when I went down.
The plate and cutlery were then placed on the table.
Anthony’s eyes were fixed on me as I headed towards the dining room.
I glanced at the pasta and raised my brows in surprise. It looked as appetizing as the ones in advertisements.
Craving for a taste of the mouth-watering pasta, I pulled out the chair and sat down immediately. It was indeed as delicious as it looked. As I savored the food, I said, “We have a few guests coming for dinner tonight. I’ll leave it in your hands.”
Although the food at the hotel was not too bad, home-cooked meals were incomparable. Therefore, I planned to ask John to bring Audrey to come and live with us. If we could live together, I could get to them easily and spend more time with Audrey.
I initially thought that Anthony would agree to it, but as soon as I finished speaking, he said, “No.”
I stopped in my movement and glanced up at him. “What’s the matter, Hubby? Don’t you like having guests here? You used to love to have friends over and would always be the one who prepared the meals.”
He did not show any expression on his face, but his gaze was lowered. “I have amnesia, not dementia. Since your family is so rich and powerful, the husband you choose surely would not be a good-for- nothing. Besides, just now you said that I’ve become a successful person, so that means that I must have been someone competent. Even though I might not be a genius in the business field, I’m sure I’m definitely not a husband who only knows how to cook and serve guests.”
I nodded in agreement.
Even when he had lost memory, he still had such a strong reasoning ability. No wonder Nicolas changed his mind and selected Anthony to take over his assets.
However, no matter how outstanding he was, Anthony was just a ruthless, merciless person to me. He was someone who had traded his soul for his family’s misdeeds for the past six years.
The smile on my face disappeared and my appetite was gone. I put down the cutlery and asked, “If that’s the case, why did you cook this for me?”
“It is a husband’s job to fulfill his wife’s wish if they are reasonable,” uttered Anthony, seemingly pleased with himself.
He was, indeed, acting like a desirable husband.
Yet, I found it annoying.
I put down my fork and stalked out.
Anthony called out, “Where are you going?”
I pretended not to hear him and strode away.
Sensing my intention, his voice grew louder. “A husband has the right to know his wife’s whereabouts.”
Ha! Duty? Right? One will think he’s a lawyer!
I didn’t want him to come after me, so I dismissed him with a wave and said, “I’m going to get you a doctor. It’s part of my duty, so just stay at home!”
Millie stopped the car in front of Tiffany’s house. I got down and went in, but a bodyguard stopped me from going further. “Who are you?”
“Sienna Stanhope, your employer’s sister-in-law,” I replied politely.
The bodyguard studied me for a while before replying doubtfully, “Wait here. I shall inform her on your arrival.”
Shortly after he went in, Tiffany appeared in my sight.
She was wearing ruby red silk pajamas; her face drained of color. It seemed like she was gravely ill. She waved the bodyguards away.
When we were left alone, she uttered icily, “Why are you here? Do you seriously think you are Sienna? My brother is siding with you because of your face. You won’t gloat for long. If you’re here to laugh at me, I think you should take a look at yourself!”
Before I could speak, Tiffany started attacking me verbally. I felt my head throbbing from her swift speech.
Frowning slightly, I retorted, “I’m not interested in your matter. I’m here for one reason. Tell me who hypnotized Anthony back then.”
It should be a well-known fact, but something triggered Tiffany as she yelled at me, “Get out of my sight now!”
“Get out of my house right now!”
Her face was contorted in anger as she shrieked with all her might.
I wasn’t close to Tiffany, but I remembered her being a haughty socialite. She would never lose her composure in public.
Right now, Tiffany seemed like a madwoman instead of a socialite brought up in a well-to-do family.
I pursed my lips and asked, “Tiffany Hall, are you alright?”
Upon hearing her name, her eyes lit up as she returned to her senses.
She calmed down and immediately changed the topic. “When Anthony remembers everything, he’ll dump you as you’re just a substitute. Why are you wasting your efforts on him?”
She was acting strangely, but I couldn’t be bothered to interfere in her business and answered, “You don’t have to remind me about that. Just tell me who hypnotized Anthony back then. Where is he? Do you have his contact?”
“Why don’t you just give up? I don’t know anything. Even if I do, I won’t say anything.” Tiffany got ahold of herself and announced haughtily, “Don’t say I didn’t warn you. It’s a bad idea to try to conquer Anthony. You’re not the woman he loves. He’s a rock that won’t respond to your feelings.”
Clearly, she was trying to sow discord between me and Anthony.
I thought about it before replying icily, “Anthony’s life had nothing to do with the Hall family. What about you? You used him to reach your goals. Have you ever thought of him as your brother? If he’s a rock, what are you then?”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
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