Chapter 1030 - 979: Holding Hands, Growing Old Together
Chapter 1030 - 979: Holding Hands, Growing Old Together
"I like it!
I like having lots of children, so when we’re old, we’ll have lots of sons and grandsons. During Lunar New Year, the whole family will gather boisterously for a reunion meal."
After a pause, Sienna Johnson continued, "If I leave before you, they’ll keep you company, so you won’t be lonely."
This topic was too heavy; Adrian Desmond had never considered the subject of Sienna Johnson’s death.
"If you died, I would join you in burial! The Desmond Family’s ancestral tomb has a great view, nestled against the mountains and facing the sea. We’ll be buried there together..."
"What about the kids?"
"Could you stop worrying so much? They will be grown up and take care of themselves."
Orienta people worry about their children for a lifetime. In Abyanabad, when children, especially boys, grow up, they are simply sent off to fend for themselves.
Tessa Harrington knocked on the door and stood outside, saying, "President Johnson, it’s time, we should go."
Sheehan hadn’t had enough milk yet and started crying loudly. After just having milk, Sienna Johnson feared he’d choke, hurriedly picked him up to soothe him.
Adrian Desmond said, "It’s no use, if you don’t feed him, he’ll keep crying and crying."
"I want to go to the nursing home."
"Let’s go together, anyway, I’m not busy."
Sienna Johnson looked at her son, who was crying with tears and snot all over his face, and said, "We can only take him along."
On the car ride, Sheehan drank another round, finally satisfied, lying on Sienna Johnson’s lap, while she rubbed his little belly, and he hummed like a little pig.
"Look, he’s so funny, like a little pig."
"Your son is the real pig."
"Hmm, my son is a little pig."
Adrian Desmond: ...
...
Sunset Red Nursing Home,
This is a five-star nursing home located in the suburb of Sileria City, a very new modern building, with five floors up and down. At first glance, it looks like some star-rated hotel.
Adrian Desmond followed behind Sienna Johnson, carrying their son, as they went inside, and Adrian Desmond asked,
"What are we here for? Donations?"
"Don’t be fooled by their old age, when they were young, they were prominent figures, and the last thing they lack is money."
"Then why are we here?"
"They want to collaborate directly with me to purchase medicines and medical equipment."
"Then there’s no need for you to come personally."
"The nursing home invited lots of media for publicity, so I’m tagging along for free promotion for Eastminster Group."
"You’re really thrifty."
Sienna Johnson didn’t mind, "Business is getting harder to do, profit margins are getting smaller, naturally, you have to be economical.
There’s nothing wrong with being frugal, spending less money, not using money, while achieving your goals—why not?"
"President Johnson, welcome, welcome..."
The dean was a woman, in her fifties, clearly a savvy woman. Sienna Johnson had dealt with her a few times and had a good impression of her.
"Dean Dewey, hello, I brought my husband and son along, you don’t mind, do you?"
Dean Dewey gave a bright look at Adrian Desmond holding the child, saying, "President Johnson and your husband really are a talented couple."
"You flatter us."
Dean Dewey said, "Many media outlets have come today, I’m afraid I won’t have time to entertain you. When they leave, we’ll talk again, do you think that’s okay?"
"No problem, I also want to take a walk around, maybe someday, when I’m old, I’ll live here."
"Welcome, welcome, this is the nursing home with the best facilities domestically, if President Johnson lives here one day, you’ll definitely not regret it."
"Dean Dewey, the television station has arrived..."
Dean Dewey said to Sienna Johnson, "I have customers to entertain, excuse me."
"Please go ahead, Dean Dewey, I was just planning to stroll around."
Dean Dewey hurriedly left, and Sienna Johnson then said to Adrian Desmond,
"This Dean Dewey has a rather tumultuous fate: her husband cheated, and her most cherished daughter beat up the pregnant mistress causing her to miscarry, never able to conceive again, and now she’s still in the detention center."
"..."
"Why do you have that expression? I’m not going to cheat! You don’t have to worry about such things happening to you."
Sienna Johnson said, "I feel sorry for that girl. If it hadn’t happened, she should be in college now."
For a woman, children are more important than men.
Divorce, for strong women, is not scary. What’s scary is that this shattered marriage ruins the child.
Adrian Desmond thought of Curly and said, "If I also had an affair and brought about an illegitimate child, given your daughter’s temper, she’d be capable of such things too."
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