The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 314

Chapter 314 Letting Go

Sierra had wanted to say it was nothing, but when she looked into Johnathan’s wise eyes–and remembered what she herself had said–she finally spoke up.

“I just feel like I’m not much help to you.”

She didn’t have the courage to admit that she’d been a little jealous just now.

Seeing Quinn make lunch for Johnathan, chatting with him about work…

She couldn’t do any of that. She didn’t even know how busy he had been lately—because he still came home on time every night.

“That’s it?” Johnathan raised an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his gaze. “Just being by my side is already the best help you could give me.”

If it weren’t for Sierra, there were a lot of things he wouldn’t have held back on. He might’ve turned into someone even he wouldn’t recognize.

Because of her, his sense of boundaries still sat within the realm of ordinary people.

“Have you been really busy lately?”

Sierra wrapped her arms around his, her voice soft. “You didn’t say anything.”

“A bit busier than before, but nothing I can’t handle.”

To Johnathan, it wasn’t a big deal. It just took more time than usual. He didn’t see it as difficult, and didn’t think it was worth mentioning.

don’t need to make me breakfast every

Johnathan even made dinner–especially on the days she got so absorbed in her reading that

“I want to.”

Johnathan raised a brow.

feeding Sierra. He always thought she was too

digestion on top of it, he always tried to make her meals as

or so, she’d gained a couple of pounds–barely two or three–but it made

that, the last trace of discomfort in Sierra’s

known each other for so long- if something was going to happen, it would’ve

her–warm, even. It felt like she truly saw Sierra as family. And here Sierra had been, feeling jealous over

just made her feel

busy with work every day. What about Dora?” Sierra couldn’t help

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Chapter 314 Letting Go

“That’s good.”

+8 Pearls

raising a three–year–old on her own–and still full

about the food Quinn had made, Sierra

earlier, she did eat a bit.

more home–style stuff. Compared to Quinn, it just didn’t measure

remember she was just a kid

something else he didn’t

his mother passed, his emotions had spiraled. His grandfather brought Quinn to stay with him, and every now and then she’d make him something sweet. That’s what slowly