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Clayton caught the pillow with ease and raised a brow. “Me? Taking advantage of you? You were the one crying and throwing a fit like a lunatic last night. If I hadn’t dragged you back here, you would probably be sleeping on some sidewalk right now!”
Sienna ran a hand through her messy hair, failing to recall any of it. She walked to the vanity and was startled by her own
reflection.
“Well, you can’t take advantage of me either! Couldn’t you have just left me in the guest room?”
He leaned back against the headboard. “You exhausted me. I was worn out after giving you a bath.”
She clearly didn’t buy it. Since when was he so weak? The guest room wasn’t that far away.
Sienna noticed a few scattered leaves on the vanity. She picked them up and examined them. “What are these? You have a thing for leaves?”
Clayton threw off the covers and got out of bed. He calmly said, “Last night, outside the bar, you insisted that these leaves were your money. You stuffed them into your pockets and wouldn’t let anyone throw them away.”
She shook her head vigorously. “No way! That’s impossible!”
The reality was that she had done exactly what Clayton said. When he carried her out of the bar, she struggled free from his
grasp.
Her eyes lit up when she spotted the fallen leaves on the ground. “Hands off! That’s my money!” she shouted before cramming them into her pockets like a madwoman.
Although Sienna couldn’t recall a single thing, her instincts told her that this was exactly the kind of embarrassing thing she
would do.
If she tried to defend herself, Clayton would most likely prove her wrong with surveillance footage. She decided that it was best to keep quiet. She trudged over to the trash can and dumped the leaves inside.
“Do you remember now?” He leaned close, his warm breath lingering against her ear.
“Nope. I lost my memory.” She shoved him away and bolted. His low, amused laugh sounded behind her.
After washing up, Sienna called Melanie. “Sorry. I don’t think I’ll be joining Jierre Studios.”
Melanie sounded surprised. “Why? Did you get a better offer?”
“Did someone put in a word for me back then?”
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line. “Well… I can’t disclose that.”
Sienna answered promptly, “I won’t be joining then. Please pass the spot to the next person.‘
Melanie was hesitant. “I don’t have a say in that. Ms. Sanderson is on a business trip today. Anyway, you’re giving up the position, right?”
“Yes.”
After hanging up, Sienna looked at herself in the mirror and took a deep breath. It was just one setback. At worst, she would have to look for another job.
She finished getting ready and headed downstairs, where Clayton was having breakfast. He didn’t even look up at her. “I thought someone would be too ashamed to show her face. I figured you’d hide in your room and cry for days.”
She shot him a glare. She remembered all too well the sarcastic words he had thrown at her the day before. “Do you want me
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crying at your grave?” she asked.
“Oh, please.” He took a sip of coffee. “You can barely afford the plot I’d be buried in.”
2/2
The couple was at each other’s throats again first thing in the morning. Edna hurriedly tried to smooth things over. “Mrs. Hale, would you like some breakfast?”
Sienna said in disgust, “Someone’s poker face is ruining my appetite.”
Clayton frowned, clearly displeased by her stubborn refusal to have breakfast. “Don’t forget what the doctor said yesterday. Skipping breakfast? What are you, a plant living off sunlight?”
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