Chapter 32

Sienna fetched some water, rolled up her sleeves, and patiently, slowly, washed and changed Miranda’s clothes. Yosef and Josiah sat facing each other.

Yosef gestured towards the room and said, “She’s not the same as before.”

Josiah felt inexplicably annoyed. “Not the same? How can you tell after seeing her just a few times?”

Yosef narrowed his eyes. “Some things don’t require many meetings to understand. Her whole demeanor, her gaze, everything is different.” His tone sounded quite appreciative of her.

Josiah became even more annoyed, curling his lips in retort. “The leopard can’t change its spots; it’s all an act!”

“Act?” Yosef raised an eyebrow, distorting it slightly.

“Does she need to act in front of you? In front of me? I know you don’t like her, but didn’t you two already sign the divorce papers?” Yosef seemed to see through Josiah.

Then, Yosef pointed inside again. “For her sake, and Miranda’s, don’t be so harsh. Just treat her like a sister.”

Josiah snorted. “So many words? You came to see Miranda, and you didn’t help at all. Eat up and leave!”

Yosef retorted, “No way. I agreed; my breakfast here is for Sienna…”

Josiah laughed and scolded, “Alright, isn’t she your sister? Is it your place to care? Get out of here!”

Yosef didn’t argue further and quickly finished his breakfast. “Alright, I’ll leave then.”

Josiah nodded. “I’ll be there a bit later.” They currently had a collaborative project, originally planning for Yosef to visit Miranda and leave together. But something came up, and Josiah had to wait.

After Yosef left, Sienna also came out; she had cleaned Miranda and changed her into clean clothes. In her arms were the dirty laundry.

The nurse hurried over. “I’ll wash these?”

“Okay,” Sienna nodded and let go.

Josiah glanced at her, his tone unconsciously softening. “Go wash your hands.”

Sienna did as told; she needed to wash up. When she came out, Josiah lifted his chin and pointed to the chair opposite. “Sit.”

Sienna was puzzled. “Is there something? If not, I have to go. I need to hurry back for rehearsal.”

“Just sit,” Josiah frowned, not known for his patience. “Is there a nail on the chair? Can’t you sit?”

Sienna was speechless and sat down. Josiah was satisfied, curling his lips, and pointed to the breakfast on the table that belonged to him. “Eat.”

Sienna was taken aback, thinking she had heard wrong. He was offering her food? But just now, he clearly said… No. Noticing her expression, Josiah roughly guessed what she was thinking. With a stiff face, he reluctantly spoke, “About what happened earlier, it was my fault. I’m sorry.”

Sienna was astonished, thinking, “He actually apologized! That’s rare. As far as I remember, this is the first time Josiah has apologized to me.” However, she was very clear that his apology was because of Miranda.

Sienna calmly said, “You don’t need to apologize to me. I know you dislike me. It’s normal to be unhappy seeing someone you dislike.”

“But I came for Miranda. I’ll try not to appear in front of you from now on. You have nothing to be sorry for, and I won’t have breakfast.” She curved her lips, pointing at the dining table.

“I apologized, and she still refused me?” Josiah thought. His face darkened instantly, and he coolly said, “What? You take what Yosef gives, but not what I give!”

As he spoke, he remembered her smiling at Yosef, and his anger flared. He narrowed his eyes, speaking with full malice. “You were quite happy smiling at Yosef just now, weren’t you? What, interested in him?”

Sienna was astonished, not knowing what he was talking about. However, Josiah wasn’t done. His eyes were full of anger. “Yosef is someone you can even think about! You’re notorious in Jeiacrity. Just because you divorced me, you won’t get any of the Jeiacrity elite.”

Sienna listened quietly, from initial shock to her face gradually losing color. Finally, Josiah added, “You’re dreaming!”

Instantly, Sienna stiffened, trembling uncontrollably. How could there be such a vile person in this world? How could she have ever loved such a vile person? she thought.

She looked at him, smiling contemptuously. “Yes, I’m dreaming. But what about you? Is my thinking about your sister-in-law more despicable than your thoughts? Does anyone in Jeiacrity not know about your sordid mind?”

As her words fell, a deathly silence spread. Josiah clenched his fists, his eyes dark and cold, enveloping her. “Sienna!”

Before he could explode, Sienna turned and ran, not forgetting to grab her backpack from the sofa and rush out the door. Josiah’s handsome face was gloomy enough to drip water, his thin lips pressed into a straight line. I shouldn’t have bothered with you, he thought.

Full of anger with nowhere to vent, he suddenly kicked, overturning two chairs. However, his anger did not dissipate. “What’s wrong with me? Why am I so furious because of Sienna?” he thought.

In the evening, Sienna went to Maze after a call from Willison. After the performance, she returned to her dressing room to take off her makeup. Then, she received a phone call.

“Hello, Mr. Thompson.”

“Sienna, how are you? I’d like to discuss Joyce’s condition with you.” William’s tone was somewhat somber.

“Okay.” Unconsciously, Sienna sat up straight, her heart pounding in her throat.

“A couple of days ago was the treatment day. Joyce had some vomiting and diarrhea, but she’s been feeling better these past two days,” William said.

Hearing this, Sienna’s eyes dimmed, and she felt an overwhelming sense of heartache. Joyce must have been so lonely without her.

“During the process, your friend was with her,” William was referring to Hannah. William continued, “Joyce is in decent condition. I understand you’re from Jeiserity. Since you’ve gone back, have you considered having a younger sibling for Joyce?”

Sienna understood what he was implying. She would have done anything if there was the slightest hope.

“There’s no way, Mr. Thompson. It’s impossible.” Sienna shook her head.

William sighed. “I overstepped.”

“Don’t say that. You mean well,” Sienna said.

After hanging up the phone, Sienna stared at her mobile phone, gazing at Joyce’s picture, her eyes slightly moist. “Joyce, my darling. I’m working hard to earn money, and I’ll bring you back as soon as possible,” she choked out in a whisper.