Chapter 379

Holding Sienna close, Josiah felt everything else fade into insignificance. He would have his own family, his own loved ones. The heart that had felt shattered for days was finally home.

“Sienna…” His voice trailed off as Sienna’s phone rang. “One call,” Sienna said, gently disengaging from his embrace and moving toward the door. “I’ll take this outside.”

“Okay.” Assuming it was the film crew, Josiah nodded, unconcerned. He was wrong; it wasn’t the crew. It was the hospital lab, likely with the compatibility test results.

“Hello,” Sienna said, stepping outside, her heart pounding, breath held tight. “This is Sienna.”

The doctor said, “The compatibility test results are back. It’s a match.”

Sienna was stunned, tears blurring her vision. “It is,” she whispered, overcome with emotion.

The doctor, sensing her feelings, replied with a hint of a smile, “It’s true, wonderful news. Your child can be saved.”

Sienna covered her mouth, fighting back tears. “Thank you,” she managed.

“You’re welcome,” the doctor responded. “The person you should thank is the gentleman who matched. For specifics, please speak with Dr. Nelson.”

“Alright.” After hanging up, Sienna clutched her trembling phone. Initially, she hadn't dared to hope. Even she and Josiah hadn't matched with Joyce, and Conner was only her uncle. Unexpectedly, it had matched. Joyce could be saved.

Thinking of Conner, Sienna dialed his number. “Did the results come out?” she asked.

“Sienna,” Conner replied quickly, knowing the results were due.

“Yes,” Sienna answered, gripping the phone, a complex mix of emotions surging towards him.

“How did it go?” Conner’s tone was urgent. “Did it work?”

“Yes,” Sienna said slowly, clearly.

“It matched?” Conner’s voice rose with excitement. “It really matched? That’s amazing! Sienna, you won’t be in danger anymore. I can save you. You’ll be okay, safe and healthy, and live well.”

Hearing his excited voice, Sienna’s eyes welled up.

Conner, sensing her silence, sounded concerned. “Sienna, are you there? Can you hear me?”

“Conner,” Sienna said, her voice thick with emotion, “thank you.”

“Why do you keep saying that?” Conner said, his displeasure tinged with undeniable joy. “A brother protects his sister. It’s what I’m supposed to do.”

After a moment, he asked, “When are we going to the hospital? Shouldn’t the surgery be as soon as possible? Should we start making arrangements?”

Sienna replied calmly, “I need to check with the doctor first, see what needs to be arranged.”

“Of course!” Conner answered immediately. “I’ll be waiting for your call.”

Sienna replied, “Alright.”

Before hanging up, Conner added with a smile, “Sienna, cheer up. You’re still so young; you have a long life ahead. The tough times are behind you. From now on, it’s only good days.”

“Yeah.” After hanging up, Sienna closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. ‘Hopefully, Joyce will be blessed and live a new life,’ she thought.

She wiped her tears, washed her face, and returned to the hospital room. Josiah’s neck was stiff from waiting. “What took you so long? Did the crew call you back?”

“No,” Sienna shook her head, sitting beside the bed. “I don’t have any scenes today, so I didn’t need to go back.”

“So that means you can spend the whole day with me?” The anticipation in his eyes was clear.

Sienna hesitated, then nodded. “Yes.”

“That’s wonderful,” Josiah smiled, taking her hand. “Sienna, you’re amazing.”

Sienna smiled gently.

Josiah looked at her with earnest eyes. “Sienna, don’t worry, I can take care of you and Joyce. I’ll make sure you both have a good life. The alimony I gave you was earned by myself. When I’m out of the hospital, we’ll plan the wedding. You, Joyce, and me—we’ll be a family.” He excitedly detailed his plans.

Sienna interrupted, “Alright, you’ve just gotten better and you’re already fussing? After this IV, you should be sleepy. Lie down and rest. The more you sleep, the faster you’ll recover.”

“Okay,” Josiah obediently quieted, nodding. “I’ll listen to you.”

Sienna helped him lie down. “Close your eyes and sleep.”

“Don’t go,” he said.

“I won’t,” she replied.

Satisfied, he closed his eyes and slept soundly. The room fell silent. Sienna watched his peaceful face, lost in thought.

Josiah remained in the hospital all day. The next morning, Sienna left early for the set, leaving him asleep. When he awoke, he found Howard sitting by his bed, peeling an apple.

“Howard, why are you here?” Josiah asked.

Howard paused, glared at Josiah. “What? You don’t want to see me? Am I some sort of dirty thing?”

“That’s not what I meant,” Josiah shook his head, looking around anxiously.

“Stop looking,” Howard said. “Sienna’s on set. Look at you, acting all pitiful.” He pointed to the bedside table. “She left you a note.”

Josiah saw a note: “Went to the set. I have night scenes, so I might not come back if it gets late.” Even after reading it, a sense of loss lingered.

“You only care about Sienna. What about yourself?” Howard gave him a sideways glance, casually peeling the apple.

“Me?” Josiah was taken aback. “What about me?”

“You’ve rested enough, haven’t you?” Howard pointed to Josiah’s head. “Once you’re discharged, go back to work. You can’t keep loafing around.”

Josiah stared at Howard, confused. “Howard, what did you just say?”