Chapter 185

“What helicopter? What cross-city trip?” Sienna asked.

Rosie was equally surprised. “Do you not know?”

Sienna, struggling to make sense of it, asked, “Are you saying that the person who flew me to the hospital in Harbwood by helicopter was Josiah?”

“Yeah,” Rosie replied, confused. “You didn’t know? Didn’t you see him when you woke up? And he didn’t tell you something that important?”

Sienna fell silent. Josiah hadn’t mentioned it, and she hadn’t asked. He’d assumed she knew; she’d assumed it was Cedric.

After hanging up, Sienna closed her eyes. Cedric had insisted he hadn't done it. He was telling the truth. She thought, “So where was Josiah? I didn’t see him when I woke up. Did he leave early? But why would he fly a helicopter across the city just for me?” She'd assumed it was Cedric because he cared for her. But Josiah? That seemed impossible.

At that moment, Josiah finished a phone call and approached, holding his phone.

Sienna looked up, meeting his gaze. She spread her arms wide. “Hold me.”

Josiah was stunned, his Adam’s apple bobbing. Her adorable morning request was captivating. Sienna frowned, lifting a foot. “Why are you laughing? Not willing to hold me? I’m not wearing shoes, and if I climb up myself, won’t you get mad again!”

She was sitting; he was standing. She tilted her head, her bright eyes sparkling like warm amber—incredibly beautiful. Josiah had always known she was stunning, but then, he hadn’t wanted to claim her. Now, he only wanted her, and he didn't want anyone else to look at her.

“I won’t be mad,” Josiah said, leaning down to lift her. He carried her upstairs and placed her on the bed. “Do you still want to sleep?”

“No,” Sienna shook her head. “If I sleep too much, I won’t be able to sleep tonight.”

“Okay,” Josiah said, handing her a tablet. “Watch videos or play games. I’ve got work to do. I’ll come back later.”

Sienna rolled her eyes. “Go ahead. I’m not a child. I don’t need company.”

“Alright.” Josiah pulled the blanket over her. He remembered something. “Why didn’t you tell me about moving?”

Sienna’s heart skipped a beat, but she remained calm. “Why should I? The old place was rundown, and now I’m sharing a house with someone. This visit was unexpected. Don’t just show up unannounced next time. It’s inconvenient.”

“Inconvenient?” Josiah pondered. “Is it because your housemate has a child?”

Sienna’s heart raced; her palms sweated. “How did you know?”

“Do you think I’m a fool? I saw children’s things yesterday,” Josiah laughed, pinching her cheek. He frowned. “Is it a couple?” A man was involved.

Sienna, determined to keep Joyce a secret, said, “It’s a single mom with a kid.”

“Got it,” Josiah sighed with relief. “So it’s inconvenient for me to visit. Don’t rush over without warning next time,” Sienna warned.

Josiah took her hand. “Then promise you won’t avoid me. I worry when I can’t find you.”

Sienna scoffed. “You worry? That’s like expecting pigs to fly. You’re not worried enough yet!”

Josiah fell silent, puzzled. He went to his study to work.

As soon as he left, Sienna’s expression darkened, tossing the tablet aside. Could Josiah have feelings for her? Impossible. But his recent behavior… what if it was true?

With Josiah’s care, Sienna almost fully recovered after two days. Her right hand was bandaged, and bruises lingered.

Everyone in the dance troupe knew she was with Josiah. Brenda, the temporary leader (still recovering from her injuries), scheduled Sienna’s performances earlier so she could rest.

For the past few days, Josiah had picked Sienna up daily and stayed at Silver Beach at night because of her illness and injuries.

Since the Sunshine Neighborhood address was exposed, Sienna avoided direct confrontation with him. If he ran into Joyce, it would be troublesome. So she stayed at Silver Beach.

That day, after her performance, Josiah picked her up. In the car, he buckled her seatbelt. “You’re off tomorrow. I’ll take you out to eat.”

Sienna wasn’t enthusiastic. “What are we eating?”

“Chicken soup,” Josiah chuckled. “I know you’re worried about weight gain. This soup is nourishing, filling without extra calories.”

“Well… I’ll try it,” Sienna said.

They went to “Soup Bowls,” a small shop in a city alley. As Sienna got out of the car, she saw Rosie. “Rosie?”

Josiah took her hand. “Let’s go.”

“Wait,” Sienna frowned, pointing. “Is that a hotel over there?”

“Yeah,” Josiah nodded. “Quick Stay Inn.”

Sienna was puzzled. “What’s Rosie doing there?”

Josiah smirked, leaning closer. “Not to badmouth your friend, but hotels like this are mostly for…romantic meet-ups.”

Sienna glared. “You seem to know a lot about this. Have you been here often?”

Josiah tapped his forehead. “My bad. I was rambling. Come on, she’s grown up. Let’s eat before it gets cold,” he said, putting his arm around her and leading her inside.

Their table was reserved, and their order was ready. “Enjoy your meal,” the waiter said.

“So, how is it?” Josiah asked, watching Sienna eat.

Sienna took a sip. “Hmm, this is really good.” She finished the whole bowl.

Josiah smiled. “I’ll bring you here often.”