Chapter 411

Early in the morning, Sienna rose to pack Joyce's bag for the day ahead. The previous night, Tara had received a call from Josiah, informing her that he would be coming to pick up Joyce today.

Howard had likely informed Joyce about her outing with Josiah. Joyce didn't need Sienna to wake her up. She got up on her own.

She trailed behind Sienna like a little shadow. "Mommy, when is Mr. Flynn coming?"

Sienna smiled and pointed to the clock on the wall. "He will be here at eight o'clock."

Five minutes to eight, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it," Joyce said. She eagerly ran to open the door and then burst into laughter. "It's Mr. Flynn."

"Good morning, Joyce." Josiah bent down, extended his arms to lift her, and glanced up as Sienna approached with a bag.

Sienna maintained a calm expression as she handed him the bag. "These are Joyce's: her water bottle, wet wipes... I've also included a note detailing what she likes to eat, what she doesn't, and some of her little habits."

"All right." Josiah took the bag, tucked it under his arm, and nodded. "I'll keep that in mind."

As he spoke, he observed her closely. She appeared to be in good spirits and had been doing well these past few days.

Sienna didn't say anything more and gently caressed Joyce's little face. "Have fun, Joyce."

Joyce lay on Josiah's shoulder and waved her hand. "Bye, Mommy."

"Behave and listen to Mr. Flynn, all right?" Sienna saw them out, waving with a smile. "Be careful and have fun!"

"Okay!" Joyce beamed.

As Josiah held Joyce, bitterness welled up in his heart.

Sienna didn't avoid him at all. She was open and generous. However, everything she said and did was for Joyce.

None of her words were meant for him. He could still see her, but he was locked out of her world. It was a proximity that felt both near and infinitely distant.

Back in the apartment, after seeing Josiah and Joyce off, Sienna headed to the balcony, rolled up her sleeves, and got ready to do the laundry.

blueberry cake in the afternoon for

mood. Perhaps it was this positivity that led to the notice she received from Lucas yesterday. Joyce would be admitted to the hospital in

the ward and was simply waiting for the day to

overcame this hurdle, only good things

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sleep in on a weekend

Tania's voice echoed through the door. "Conner, I'm coming

and sat up in bed, still groggy with his eyes barely open. "What's going on? It's so early. Aren't you supposed to be

so it would make sense for Tania to

to take care of her at the hospital," Tania replied. She frowned at the dim room and walked over to open the

eyes. "Mom,

light, how could you

are you talking

Conner was momentarily stunned,

was referring to Sienna. His drowsiness faded slightly. "Mom, Sienna is Aunt Tiffany's daughter. She's both your

Tania latched onto his words.

been kind to her."

know." Conner frowned. "I bought her a

"And?" Tania pressed.

remained silent, refusing

"You're just

incident with Reyna, Tania had

he never divulged

wouldn't find out if you kept quiet?" Tania's lips

were sharp. "Conner, you better

unlocked her phone

time at the hospital lately? And why did you reserve two VIP wards in the hematology

next month? Who are

for? Explain yourself!"

froze, instantly alert. He picked up the phone and

Fischer family supermarket all these years, giving her control

she could still easily access his accounts. Conner

he no longer intended to keep it a secret. Seeing the bank statements, Conner felt

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