Sienna did not know what was wrong with her. A ridiculous thought had emerged in her head. Will Dixon be attracted to Ashlyn too?
A second later, she denied her own thoughts. Impossible. Dixon despises Ashlyn. To the Haddock Group, Ashlyn was a threat. She had destroyed one of the connections that the Haddock Group had, and Haddock Group had suffered a tremendous loss. How could he possibly fall for Ashlyn?
Upon such a thought, Sienna heaved a sigh of relief.
âWeâll start sharp, at nine in the morning,â Ashlyn answered, expressionless.
At that moment, she took out a piece of paper from her folder. âThese are the necessities for his post-
surgery recovery. You have to prepare all of these for him.â
Generally, a nurse would be the one who would have to inform them about such details.
However, as she had a copy with her right then, she decided to hand it over to Dixon.
Sienna hurriedly accepted it and thanked her.
âI have some matters to attend to, so Iâll take my leave first.â At that, Ashlyn retreated to her office.
She had no plans of inviting the two into her office at all.
Dixon stared at the closed office door for a while.
Then, he turned to walk out of the building.
Sienna had just lifted her foot, about to follow after him, when nausea rushed up to her throat. She quickly covered her mouth and ran past Dixon, straight towards the restroom at the end of the corridor.
Dixon froze, as his eyes followed her running form.
In the next second, he hurried after her.
In the womenâs restroom, Sienna gripped the edge of the sink as she started retching.
âUghââ
Upon seeing her discomfort, Dixon raised his hand to gently pat her back. He asked, âWhatâs wrong?
Why are you vomiting?â
Sienna sucked in a breath before taking a piece of tissue to wipe her mouth.
Crushing the tissue in her hand, she forced herself to calm down. Tucking her emotions away, she raised her head to look at Dixon. âMaybe my stomach was upset.â
Dixon stared at her coldly. âIf you donât feel well, you might as well do a checkup since weâre in the hospital.â
Siennaâs face was pale, and her throat was dry. âThereâs no need for that. Iâll just take some medicine later.â
âSienna, are you challenging my patience?â Dixon abruptly slammed his palm on the wall and pinned her between him and the sink. He scowled, âWhy do you look so pale? Have you done something wrong?â
Dixonâs intense stare sent shivers down her spine. She plastered a smile onto her face and answered, âNo. How can that be true? You know everything that goes on within the company. Without your permission, I wouldnât have done anything. If Iâd made a mistake, you wouldâve fired me long ago.â
Sienna was afraid of Dixon.
Terrified, even.
It was a fear that had consumed her.
Dixon could feel Siennaâs trembling body.
He retracted his arm to press his lips onto hers. âAunt Sienna, are you afraid of me?â
âI-Iâm not.â The smile remained on Siennaâs face, but waves of terror were crashing onto her.
If Dixon discovered that she was pregnant, she would be doomed.
âYouâre not pregnant, are you?â Dixon looked downwards at Siennaâs still-flat stomach.
His words struck her like a bolt from the blue, and she found herself rooted to the ground.
Tensing up, she looked at Dixon, face drained of color. In a determined tone, she replied, âNo. How could I possibly be pregnant?â
Dixon was wearing a black suit today, and it suited him to the T; the suit complemented his feminine looks, making him appear dangerous.
âAunt Sienna, I hope that youâre not hiding anything from me. Otherwise⦠Iâm sure that youâre familiar with my style.â
Sienna shuddered as she lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him.
âThatâs impossible. I wouldnât lie to you.â
Dixon reached out to grab her chin. âYouâd better not.â
Keeping the panic away from her face, Sienna muttered, âDadâs surgery is happening soon. Letâs hurry.â
*
As Arthur had multiple fractures on his body, the surgery lasted five hours.