Chapter 236: I’m Not Okay, Mom!

A warm smile appeared on Sienna’s face.

She slowly leaned against his shoulder and looked back toward the ocean. The peaceful view gradually eased the frustration that had built inside her after hearing Angie’s name.

She refused to let that vile woman ruin such a beautiful afternoon. Not today.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

The sound of the waves filled the silence between them until Zachary quietly broke it.

"Sienna."

"Hmm?"

"What do you want me to do about her?"

His question made her lift her head from his shoulder.

Sienna looked into his eyes and thought carefully.

She knew Zachary had more than enough influence to make Angie lose her career, face legal consequences, or even end up in prison if the evidence supported it.

But after everything that had happened, revenge no longer appealed to her the way it once might have. She simply wanted peace.

After a long moment of gathering her thoughts, she finally answered honestly. "I want nothing to do with her, and I just want her to stop bothering me."

Zachary listened quietly.

"I don’t want to spend my life worrying about what she’ll do next," Sienna continued. "I don’t want her to have another chance to hurt me or anyone else. I just want her to realize there are consequences for what she’s done and never, even for a second, think about bothering me or hurting me again."

Zachary looked at her with quiet admiration. He had expected his wife to ask him to destroy Angie’s career or pursue the harshest punishment possible.

Instead, her wish was surprisingly simple. She wasn’t asking for revenge. She was asking for peace.

A gentle smile spread across his face. He reached over and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before saying firmly, "Then I’ll make sure she can never harm you again."

Hearing those words, Sienna smiled with relief. She slipped her hand into his, and together they returned their attention to the endless blue sea, letting the peaceful sound of the waves wash away the last traces of Angie’s shadow from their afternoon.

Sienna and Zachary stayed on the beach for a little while longer, talking about their plans for the next day before slowly making their way back to the villa.

The afternoon sun had begun to set, painting the sky with warm shades of orange and gold. The peaceful atmosphere made them both wish they could stay a little longer, but they also missed Skylar and knew it was time to return home the following morning.

Once they arrived at the villa, Zachary headed straight for the kitchen to prepare dinner.

"I’ll cook tonight," he said confidently as he rolled up his sleeves.

Sienna laughed. "Should I be worried?"

He looked over his shoulder with an exaggerated expression of disbelief. "My wife, you’re still doubting my cooking?"

"I’m just making sure we’re eating dinner with a different menu." She playfully teased him.

Zachary chuckled. "Trust me."

"I do." She smiled at him before settling comfortably on the living room sofa with her phone. "I’ll call Sky first."

"Tell him I miss him."

"I will."

Sienna tapped the video call button.

It only took two rings for the screen to light up.

"Hello, Mommy!"

Skylar’s cheerful voice instantly filled the room, widening Sienna’s smile.

There he was, sitting on the playroom sofa at Lakeside Garden with his favorite stuffed dinosaur tucked under one arm.

"Hello, sweetheart," she greeted warmly. "How are you doing?"

Skylar’s smile disappeared almost immediately. "I’m not okay, Mom."

Sienna’s expression softened. "Why not?"

"Because I miss you."

His small voice tugged at her heart.

She missed him just as much. After leaving so suddenly for their honeymoon, she hadn’t even been able to give him a proper goodbye.

"I miss you too, sweetheart," she said gently.

Skylar looked at her hopefully. "Mom..."

"Hmm?"

"Can you come home today?"

Sienna blinked. She hadn’t expected that question.

For a brief moment, she didn’t know how to answer. Instinctively, she looked toward the kitchen. Zachary was stirring something in a pan, completely focused on dinner and unaware of the dilemma she now faced.

Turning back to the screen, Sienna smiled reassuringly.

"Sweetheart, I promise you... Dad and I will be home tomorrow. We can’t wait to see you..."

"I know." His little shoulders drooped. "Dad already told me that."

"So what’s wrong?"

"Because he said before, you were only going away for one night."

Sienna couldn’t help smiling at how seriously he remembered every detail.

Then an idea suddenly came to her. Whenever Skylar became upset... Food usually solved at least half the problem and boosted his mood.

"By the way," she said casually, "would you like Mommy to bring you something to eat tomorrow?"

Skylar immediately looked interested. "Something to eat...you mean my favorite!?"

Sienna secretly celebrated. The distraction had worked.

"Of course. You can choose anything."

Skylar thought very hard.

"Hmm..." After several seconds, his eyes brightened. "Mom, you promised to buy me dessert from the restaurant."

"I remember."

"So... can you bring me my favorite chocolate cake?"

Sienna laughed softly. "Of course I can."

Skylar grinned innocently.

The two of them continued chatting for several more minutes. Skylar happily told her about everything he had done that day.

"Mom, I need to go now. Arthur, call me for dinner."

"Okay. Have a nice dinner, my son."

"You too, Mom. I’ll see you tomorrow."

"I love you, sweetheart."

"I love you too, Mommy."

After ending the call, Sienna looked at the screen for another moment before smiling to herself. Her son certainly forgot everything every time they talked about food.

Just then, Zachary walked out of the kitchen, carrying two plates, and set them on the dining table.

"Dinner is served," he announced proudly.

Sienna stood and walked over to him. "Does the chef recommend today’s special?"

"The chef guarantees customer satisfaction."

She glanced at the food before looking back at him. "Wow, you cook differently tonight.... We eat Italian food."

"I told you, I can cook anything," he said proudly while gently pulling out her chair. "My lady."

"Thank you."

They enjoyed dinner together in the cozy dining room, talking about Skylar. The meal felt warm and unhurried, filled with comfortable conversation, teasing smiles, and the quiet happiness of simply sharing each other’s company.

As night settled over the island, they spent the rest of the evening enjoying the peaceful villa, grateful for the precious time they had shared away from the demands of everyday life.

Before going to sleep, they held each other close, savoring the last night of their honeymoon with the same tenderness, affection, and love that had made the trip so memorable.