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Chapter 866: Urgent

My Ex-husband Begs Me Back1,467 words~8 min read

Chapter 866: Urgent

"Stay in the car for one night?"

Huh.

Sienna laughed inwardly. Even if it was past midnight, he could still

check into a hotel. After all, hotels don't close just because of the time.

But she knew very well that he was saying it on purpose.

As for why he was doing this, she was well aware, but she didn't want

to expose him.

Pretending not to understand his intention, Sienna casually replied,

"Alright, then thank you for driving me back."

She looked at him, turned her head, fastened her seatbelt, and a faint

smile appeared on her lips, hidden from his view. This was how Sienna

and Rex were. They had a thousand and eight schemes up their

sleeves.

After a half-hour drive, they arrived at Sienna’s apartment building. The

car came to a smooth stop, and there was no sound or movement from

either of them. They sat quietly in their seats, maintaining a serene

silence.

They sat like this for almost a minute until Sienna finally unfastened her

seatbelt, raised her head, and looked at Rex in the driver's seat. "Shall I

go up now?"

"Mmm," Rex replied in a deep voice, his face expressionless. He

appeared displeased.

But Sienna didn't inquire further; she pretended not to see through him.

She simply said softly, "Are you going to sleep in the car or find

somewhere else?"

“You go upstairs first, I'll take care of myself."

"If you sleep in the car here, you might be woken up in the morning, so

I suggest..."

"Sienna, do you know you talk too much? If you're leaving, then hurry

up and go. Don't disturb my rest.” Rex interrupted Sienna directly, his

tone filled with anger, and his face expressionless as he stared at her.

Sienna's words came to an abrupt halt. She pressed her lips,

controlling the urge to laugh, and simply nodded her head with lowered

eyes. "Okay, I'll go upstairs then."

She opened the car door and got out, closing it behind her. Under

Rex's watchful gaze, she walked directly into the apartment building.

Rex's eyes followed her figure, his displeased gaze fixed upon her until

she disappeared without a trace. He couldn't help but mutter,

"Heartless woman.”

Rex leaned against the car, absentmindedly rolling a cigarette. He took

a deep drag, and the stimulating taste of tobacco filled his mouth, but

his displeasure showed no signs of diminishing.

He looked up at the night sky through the window, knowing that the

woman he longed for was near but emotionally distant.

Didn't she understand his intention?

Rex scoffed lightly, extinguished the cigarette butt, and his phone

suddenly rang. He leisurely picked it up and glanced at the screen, his

eyes narrowing slightly. He had no intention of answering, but the call

persisted, as if it wouldn't stop until he picked up.

After snuffing out the cigarette, he reluctantly answered the call.

However, he remained silent, waiting for the other person to speak.

"Are you still downstairs?" the voice on the other end finally broke the

silence.

"Do you need something?"

"It seems like I left my bag in your car. Can you bring it up for me? It's

cold outside, and I don't want to come down."

Rex huffed lightly and said indifferently, "Tomorrow, then."

“No, I have something important in it. Please bring it up for me. Thank

you so much.” Then the call abruptly ended.

Rex's displeasure and anger dissipated with that phone call. He didn't

rush upstairs; instead, he sat in the car for a few more minutes before

finally grabbing the bag and getting out.

He took the elevator to Sienna'’s floor and pressed the doorbell. Sienna

opened the door, and their eyes met. She smiled faintly and said,

"Thank you for coming all the way up. You've been a great help.”

She extended her hand, waiting for him to hand over the bag. However,

Rex didn't move; he simply said calmly, “I'm too tired. Come and get it

yourself."

Sienna didn't show any reaction, but she took the initiative to step out

of the apartment. She stood in front of him, in a position that seemed as

if she had walked right into his embrace.

She bent down slightly, reaching out to take the bag, and her head

lightly brushed against his chest. She looked up at the man before her,

her voice soft as she said, “Thank you for the trouble. How about I treat

you to dinner tomorrow?"

A faint smile appeared on her face, but it felt piercing to Rex, so he had

no intention of responding to her words.

Sienna didn't continue speaking either; she simply said, "Well, I'll go

inside now. Goodnight!"

After speaking, she turned around and walked towards the apartment,

while Rex remained motionless. He watched her step inside, and as

she was about to close the door, Rex's narrowed gaze suddenly

widened. He swiftly approached her, grabbed her outstretched hand,

and pressed her against the wall as he closed the door firmly.

Rex gritted his teeth and said, "Was it intentional?"

Sienna, however, remained calm and didn't struggle. She let him be

and simply smiled, "What are you talking about? What did I do

intentionally?"

Rex turned her around to face him, gripping her chin tightly as he

questioned her with a displeased tone, "Are you satisfied now? Are you

happy?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about.”

"Did you intentionally leave your bag behind, waiting for me to come

up?"

Rex scoffed lightly, then carried her and walked towards the bedroom.

As for the bag he had been specially asked to bring up, it was left

abandoned in the hallway, ignored by both.

This night was destined to be anything but peaceful, as the sounds

from the bedroom continued until daybreak.

After all, after not seeing each other for so long, there were many

things that needed to be done.

News of Rex's arrival in Flento reached Mario the next morning. Mario

had his secretary check what Sienna had been up to in the past few

days. The result revealed that Rex was at Sienna's apartment, and

anyone could guess what would happen when the two of them were

alone together.

The secretary cautiously relayed this information to Mario, who didn't

immediately respond. His face turned extremely grim, and the secretary

tentatively asked, "Mr. King, should I personally go to the apartment or

give Miss King a call? After all, you'll be discharged tomorrow, and it

would be better for Miss King to come and pick you up."

Mario didn't respond, he simply asked with a calm and indifferent face,

"When did Rex arrive?"

“Last night. As for the exact time he arrived in Flento, we need to check

to know for sure. But he met Miss King last night."

"Hmm." Mario remained silent with a composed expression on his face.

Mario's words were followed by the opening of the hospital room door,

revealing Mrs. King and Mario's cousin. Mrs. King had brought fruits.

Mrs. King had been coming almost every day, sometimes even twice a

day. Mario had repeatedly told her that she didn't need to come, but

Mrs. King had said, "You're my son. How can a mother not come?"

Mario didn't want to say much, so he let her be.

But as soon as Mrs. King and his cousin entered, they joined the

conversation between Mario and his secretary. Mrs. King's attitude was

extremely agitated and forceful as she said, "You want Sienna to come

and pick you up? Mario, let me tell you, I disagree. She's no longer one

of us, and she has no right to come and pick you up. She can go with

whomever she wants, but she has no relationship with the King family

anymore. Don't contact her.”

Mrs. King's emotions were running high, and her words were filled with

indignation. Her own health was already fragile, and her passionate

outburst left her gasping for breath. Mario's cousin quickly tried to calm

her down, saying, "Aunt, please calm down and don't get too agitated.

You need to take care of your health. Brother knows what to do.”

Mario's face was grim as he looked at Mrs. King, but he didn't respond

to her words. He simply looked at his secretary impassively and said,

"Escort my mother back. Her health is not good, and it's better for her

to stay at the King's mansion and go out less."

After Mario spoke, Mrs. King looked at him with an incredulous

expression and said, "Mario, what do you mean by that? Are you trying

to restrict my freedom for that woman, Sienna?"

"Sienna's surname is King, then she is part of our family. It's what you

said, right?" Mario's face remained cold.

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