Chapter 1454 - 1394: The Drunken Kitten

"Alcohol harms the body. Since you’re unwell, President Johnson, you should drink less," Caesar Bennett said.

Sienna Johnson responded, "I’m indeed a bit tipsy. If I drink any more, I’m afraid I’ll end up being a joke for Manager Bennett later. So let’s save it for next time, Manager Bennett. You must honor me with your presence then."

"No problem."

Midway through, Caesar Bennett’s wife called, and he concluded the dinner gathering.

Sienna Johnson personally saw Caesar Bennett off until his car was out of sight, at which point she finally relaxed.

This dinner was Caesar Bennett’s way of assessing her.

From beginning to end, Caesar Bennett hadn’t mentioned whether he would invest or not. Sienna Johnson simply knew she had done what needed to be done, explaining everything clearly to Caesar Bennett.

If Caesar Bennett didn’t trust her and refused to invest, Sienna Johnson would have to turn to Adrian Desmond for emergency funds.

Unless absolutely necessary, Sienna Johnson didn’t want to use Adrian Desmond’s money. She wished to achieve her father’s dream through her own ability, rather than relying on a man.

Sally helped the drunken Sienna Johnson out of the restaurant. She walked to the roadside, leaned against a tree, and started to vomit.

"Madam, are you alright?"

"My stomach feels uneasy."

"Then I’ll take you to the hospital."

"No need, I’ll be fine after resting for a while." Sienna Johnson had drunk too much, feeling dizzy. The cool breeze was comforting.

She had a decent alcohol tolerance but hadn’t drunk this much for quite some time. She was still unwell, which is why she felt discomfort.

"Madam, Sixth Master would be worried if he found out about this."

"I’ll rest for a while before going back."

In this state, Adrian Desmond would be upset if she went back now. She planned to wait until she felt more sober before returning, but Adrian Desmond, concerned about her, came to pick her up.

"Mrs. Desmond, how much did you drink?"

Sienna Johnson squatted on the ground, looking up at Adrian Desmond. He was too tall, and from her angle, she ended up awkwardly sitting on the ground.

"Why are you here?" Sienna Johnson held her forehead, still dizzy.

"I came to see you in this embarrassing state." The ground was cold, so Adrian Desmond pulled her up from it.

Adrian Desmond picked her up and put her in the car; since Sienna Johnson couldn’t sit steadily, he had her lie in the back seat while Sally drove.

While in the car, Sienna Johnson lay there with her head resting on his lap, which made her feel a bit more comfortable.

Adrian Desmond held back for a while, but couldn’t help saying, "You told me not to drink excessively, not to come home late, and what about yourself?"

Sienna Johnson, feeling guilty, pretended to sleep and didn’t answer.

Adrian Desmond said, "If you keep drinking this much, I’ll start drinking outside too."

He intended to use the same tactic she used on him to see if she’d reconsider her actions.

...

In the car, Sienna Johnson initially pretended to sleep but ended up actually falling asleep. She vaguely awakened to find herself back in her own bed.

Her clothes were no longer on, her hair was wet, and Adrian Desmond was blow-drying her hair. She couldn’t believe she’d slept so soundly.

"When did we get home?"

Adrian Desmond said irritably, "You drank so much, you were dead drunk. You wouldn’t even realize if someone sold you."

Sienna Johnson sat up and nestled into his embrace, wrapping her hands around his neck and said, "All because of you."

"Because of me, what?"

"Because I know you’re by my side, I can let down all my defenses. I know you’ll protect me, bring me home, bathe me, and dry my hair..."

Adrian Desmond smiled, "You sure know how to sweet-talk. I’m not forgiving you!

I warn you, if you ever get this drunk again, I’ll drink myself silly and come home."

"No, I won’t do it next time. This time was really unavoidable," Sienna Johnson said softly.

"Remember what you said."

"I remember."

Seeing her awake, Adrian Desmond handed her the sobering soup he had prepared in advance, the dark broth concocted by Sienna herself, said to be particularly effective.

As for its effectiveness, Adrian Desmond couldn’t say, but it was undoubtedly very bitter. He once suspected she was deliberately making him suffer.

Now Adrian himself had prepared a bowl, seeing her frowning at the dark medicinal soup, he was pleased.

"Mrs. Desmond, come drink. You’ll feel better once you do. If you don’t drink, you’ll find tomorrow morning’s hangover quite awful," Adrian mimicked Sienna Johnson’s words.

Sienna Johnson knew this man was doing it on purpose and laughed, "You feed me."

"Since when did you become so coquettish?...I’ll go get a spoon." As Adrian Desmond was about to rise, Sienna Johnson stopped him, "No need for a spoon."

"If not a spoon, then how do I feed you?"

Sienna Johnson’s index finger touched his lips, her eyes glistening like spring water, within which Adrian saw his own reflection.

"You want me to feed you with my mouth?" Adrian asked, surprised.

"Or I won’t drink," Sienna said softly.

Adrian looked at Sienna Johnson, berating his own foolishness for not having thought of this method when she had him drink the bitter sobering soup.

"If you don’t feed me, I won’t drink," Sienna Johnson said playfully, like a child.

"I must have owed you in a past life."

Adrian kissed her and, taking it as a challenge, said, "So, you must love me deeply to repay what I owe."

"I was just saying. If there’s any debt owed, it’s you who owes me."

"..."

"Mrs. Desmond, wait until the next life or the life after that to repay me."

"Okay, but in my next life, I won’t be a woman."

"Fine, you be the man; I’ll be the woman. I feel it’s more comfortable lying with my legs open than moving on top."

Sienna Johnson: ...

Adrian took a sip and covered her lips, feeding her the soup, Sienna Johnson slightly frowned—it was truly bitter. Actually, the sobering soup wasn’t supposed to be this bitter; she had deliberately made it so due to displeasure with Adrian drinking too much.

Self-inflicted folly shall not live.

Adrian fed her the entire bowl in five mouthfuls.

Afterwards, Adrian felt both of them were intoxicated as Sienna Johnson clung to him like an affectionate kitten. Adrian even wondered if this wasn’t sobering soup but aphrodisiac instead.

"Stop it, sleep obediently." Adrian struggled to push her away, but as he did, Sienna Johnson clung on again.

"Your illness hasn’t completely healed yet... Don’t tempt me, I... warn you, tomorrow... you’ll be the one suffering..."

As Adrian pushed her away, Sienna Johnson entwined herself like vines around him, leaving him breathless.

"If you don’t behave, I’ll get upset," Adrian’s words were devoid of any deterrent force.

This woman wasn’t fully recovered from her illness and had drunk so much; Adrian, despite the stirrings of desire, had to restrain himself. After all, she was his wife, and he had to cherish her; using her carelessly would only hurt himself.

"Adrian, I want you."

Adrian felt his mind explode into chaos, and he told her with what little reason remained, "You were the one tempting me, so don’t regret it."