My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 1116 Pregnant Again

At Lake City Detention Center, Sienna waited anxiously outside the visiting room, peering in through the glass non-stop.

Two minutes later, two prison guards led Dixon over.

The man had grown considerably haggard, his handsome and gentle face now carrying traces of hardship and melancholy.

He took a seat behind the glass and picked up the phone.

The moment Sienna laid eyes on him, a hint of anguish flashed in her gaze, but she managed to suppress it deftly.

She had a lot to say to him, but she didn't know what to say when the words were right on the tip of her tongue.

“Did those people give you any trouble after I got into prison?”

Dixon was the first to speak. His voice was raspy, reminiscent of a traveler who had journeyed long through the desert. His tone was dark and gravelly, tinged with an air of despair.

His gaze was firmly fixed on Sienna, filled with an indescribable sense of greed and longing.

It was as though she was his source of water and hope.

Only when he saw her did he truly felt alive, with breath left in him.

the moment. Are you okay in there?” Sienna struggled to speak, but as soon as she

a doubt, he's definitely not having a good time in there. He's in prison!

to eat and drink, never going hungry. I no longer need to worry about all the

of melancholic helplessness shone through

Suddenly, Sienna clapped a hand over her

the glass, Dixon looked at her in astonishment. “What's wrong with you? Are you not feeling

was a bit pale. “I've been having some stomach issues these past few days. It's nothing

dominant and overbearing. In fact, he could

took a deep breath. “It's getting late, so I need

Dixon called out

taken aback and stared at him in surprise.

Sienna, heed my words, and don't come here anymore.” Dixon's gloomy eyes

yet. There may still be hope.” Sienna

of them knew that things could not possibly

wanted

leave Lake City. Find a quiet place where no one knows you... and live a good

making his

the spot, unable to hold her tears