Chapter 1116Chapter 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.
Thê ïñčëptïøn øf thïš çøntënt çån bë tråçëd tø n0v€1ebook.orgShe 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.“Not at the moment. Are you okay in there?” Sienna struggled to speak, but as soon as she did, her
eyes welled with tears.
Without a doubt, he's definitely not having a good time in there. He's in prison! How could it possibly
feel good?
“Not bad. It's quite leisurely, with plenty to eat and drink, never going hungry. I no longer need to worry
about all the intrigues and power struggles. Life is much more laid-back than it was in the past,” Dixon
said, trying to sound relaxed.
A trace of melancholic helplessness shone through his gentle and handsome face.
Ugh! Suddenly, Sienna clapped a hand over her mouth and turned away as she dry-heaved.
Behind the glass, Dixon looked at her in astonishment. “What's wrong with you? Are you not feeling
well?”
Sienna's face was a bit pale. “I've been having some stomach issues these past few days. It's nothing
serious, so don't worry about it.”
We rarely have such a peaceful conversation. In the past, he was always too dominant and
overbearing. In fact, he could even be quite rude to me. But now, everything has changed.
She took a deep breath. “It's getting late, so I need to leave. I'll come again to visit you another day.”
“Aunt Sienna,” Dixon called out all of a sudden.
Sienna was taken aback and stared at him in surprise. “Is there anything else, Dixon?”
“Aunt Sienna, heed my words, and don't come here anymore.” Dixon's gloomy eyes were fixed on her.
“I'm a jinx. You should stop visiting me.”“Don't say that. The verdict isn't out yet. There may still be hope.” Sienna choked back tears as she
spoke.
In truth, both of them knew that things could not possibly end well.
But still, she wanted to say that.
“No, there isn't. You... You should leave Lake City. Find a quiet place where no one knows you... and
live a good life.” After saying that, Dixon stood up and began to walk away, step by step.
Handcuffs encircled his hands, and shackles were wound around his ankles, making his steps seem
incredibly heavy. His back seemed to be hunched over as well.
Sienna stood rooted to the spot, unable to hold her tears at bay any longer.
Dixon...
She wiped the tears from her face and headed straight to the hospital after leaving the detention center.
An hour later, as she looked at the report and saw the results indicated on it, both joy and sorrow
imbued her.
She could hardly believe that she was pregnant again.
Why must fate play such a cruel trick on me? After Dixon got into trouble, I found myself pregnant
again!
She gazed at the overcast sky and made a bold decision.
Taking a deep breath, she climbed into the red Porsche and started the car.The car shot out like an arrow, swiftly merging into the flow of traffic.
Meanwhile, at Jadeborough Hospital, heavy snow was falling relentlessly outside the window, silently
blanketing the earth.
Snowflakes fell like a dense snow net, growing increasingly thicker and weaving a vast white web
across the heavens and earth.
Ashlyn sat in front of the hospital bed, peeling an apple for Nelson.
“Thank you for making the phone call the day before yesterday. Otherwise, I could only imagine the
torment my brother-in-law would have been put through.”