The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

Chapter 1045: Chapter 992: New Virus

"President Johnson, are you okay?"

Tessa Harrington finished speaking, while Sienna Johnson remained motionless, appearing somewhat lost.

"President Johnson?"

Sienna Johnson couldn’t react, her expression dazed as she asked, "What did you just say? I didn’t hear clearly, could you say it again?"

"President Johnson, Curly vomited blood and has been rushed to the hospital. You should go and see."

"Vomiting blood? ... How could that happen? He was fine this morning, just a little cough..."

Tessa noticed Sienna Johnson so lost, completely losing her usual composure, and directly called Adrian Desmond. After Adrian picked up the phone, he immediately came over from the Cloudscape Building across the street.

Sienna Johnson called the kindergarten. The kindergarten described Curly’s condition, and Sienna was frightened.

Vomiting blood is a symptom of severe illness.

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This morning, he was fine, though he had a slight cold, yet he ate a bowl of porridge, three steamed dumplings, and even had a fried egg.

Tessa hung up the phone, saw Sienna Johnson leave the office, and chased after her, saying, "I just called Sixth Master, he says to wait for him, he’s coming over now."

Sienna Johnson felt a bit dizzy. Upon hearing Adrian would come, she returned to the office and sat down to wait for him.

Her heart was racing, her mind completely chaotic.

Adrian rushed over, and as soon as he entered the office, he saw the distraught Sienna Johnson, his heart wrenched.

"Let’s go see." Adrian walked to her side, wrapped his arm around Sienna’s shoulder, helping her up.

"Adrian, Curly vomited blood..."

"It’s going to be okay." He gently kissed her forehead, comforting the terrified woman.

"The teacher said a lot of blood was lost... Adrian, do you think Curly will..."

"It’s going to be okay!"

Sienna muttered pessimistically and desperately, "I knew the heavens couldn’t see me having good days. Seeing me too happy, they’re making Curly sick."

"Don’t be so pessimistic, okay?"

"I can’t be optimistic! I’ve had bad luck since childhood. Switched at birth... Found a fiancé who almost killed me... I worked so hard, tried so hard, but from childhood to adulthood, all sorts of accidents kept happening...

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What else does he want to do?"

"..."

"What else does he want to do to me?" Sienna angrily accused the heavens in the void.

"Calm down..."

"I can’t calm down!" Sienna hysterically shouted at Adrian, "He’s going to take my Curly! He’ll also take Sheehan, take you... He’ll take away everything I’ve worked so hard to achieve..."

"No, I won’t leave you, I’ll never leave you!" He grasped her arms, speaking sincerely and firmly to the collapsed Sienna, but she wasn’t listening.

"While I was pregnant with her, we were drifting, didn’t take care of her. Is that why she’s sick? Adrian, does she have a terminal illness? What if it’s a terminal illness?"

Sienna broke down, crying uncontrollably. Adrian slapped Sienna’s face, stopping her cry abruptly, she held her face, staring at him blankly.

Adrian shouted, "I said it’s going to be okay! Don’t curse her!"

Adrian roughly grabbed Sienna’s arm, pulling her along, and she finally quieted down.

...

In the car, Adrian held her face and looked at her; when he hit her earlier, he controlled his strength, but her delicate skin still left a red mark. Adrian kissed it,

"Sorry, I shouldn’t have hit you just now."

Sienna kept her lips tightly pressed, not saying a word, yet didn’t resist Adrian’s touch. Adrian knew Sienna wasn’t angry, but still felt bad inside.

Adrian drove the car quickly; thankfully, it was office hours, so there were few cars on the road. If it were rush hour with traffic, Sienna felt she would’ve gone crazy.

Sienna and Adrian constantly held each other’s hands tightly, fingers interlocked, both in uneasy moods.

As they approached the hospital, Sienna finally returned to normal, becoming her usual calm, disciplined, smart self.