CHAPTER 65: CHAPTER 65: NOT LOCKING THE DOOR

"Well, that’s settled then." Sienna Thornton didn’t continue the topic, picking up the menu to order.

After the meal, the intricate ceramic plates were cleared away, and the waiter brought in tea and dessert.

Sienna Thornton took a bank card out of her bag and pushed it towards Simon Forrester with both hands, her smile sincere. "I’ve never used this card, and the thirty thousand yuan has also been transferred to this account. Thank you so much this time!"

Simon Forrester picked up the card but didn’t put it into his wallet right away; instead, he played with it, as if it still retained the warmth of Sienna Thornton’s touch.

He smiled wryly, "You’re welcome. It was just a small favor."

"Oh, I’ve always wanted to ask you," Sienna Thornton said casually, spooning some cherry blossom jelly into her mouth, "how did you find my hometown? I hadn’t even sent Maeve the coordinates, yet you came."

"I saw it when I helped Auntie King with the prepaid medical expenses."

Only then did Sienna remember that when she asked Simon Forrester to pay at the hospital window, she had indeed given him the medical records with her home address on them.

She praised him admiringly, "You have a really good memory!"

If it weren’t for Simon Forrester’s good memory, recalling her home address and the engagement with the village chief’s son she had once mentioned in passing, she might not have been able to escape from the village chief’s house that night.

Thinking about her current leisure and freedom all owed to Simon Forrester, Sienna became more determined to coexist peacefully with him and stop causing him trouble.

After returning home, the two went to their respective rooms.

Sienna Thornton grabbed her pajamas and was about to take a shower. She had just set up two stools in the guest bathroom when Simon Forrester came out of his study, holding a coffee cup, and leaned against the bathroom door, asking, "Need any help?"

Having decided not to trouble him anymore, Sienna quickly declined, "No, no, I can handle it."

"Alright then."

Even so, Simon Forrester stood outside the guest bathroom until Sienna finished her shower before returning to his study.

Sienna was quiet all evening. After her shower, she went to the laundry room, threw her clothes in the washing machine, and then hung them out to dry before returning to her room.

Simon Forrester suddenly found this version of her a bit unfamiliar.

Before going to sleep, he knocked on her door.

"Open the door yourself."

The girl’s clear and sweet voice came from inside, and Simon Forrester’s heart skipped a beat.

He opened the door but didn’t enter, just stood at the entrance.

Sienna was already lying in bed, with her crutches leaning against the nightstand—no wonder she didn’t want to get up to open the door.

"Is there something you need?" Sienna shifted her gaze from her phone screen to Simon Forrester’s face.

"I’m going to work tomorrow. How will you manage your meals?"

Sienna thought for a moment, "Eating? That’s simple. Don’t worry about that."

Simon Forrester nodded, about to close the door and leave, when Sienna suddenly called after him, "Did Auntie King say when she’d be back?"

"She came the day after I returned from Wrayhaven, but I told her you might be staying in your hometown for a while, so I asked her to wait until further notice."

Sienna thought Simon’s handling was appropriate; it wouldn’t be convenient to have a caregiver living there with her away.

"I’ll give her a call and ask her to come over tomorrow."

Simon Forrester said, "Alright," and was about to close the door and leave, but suddenly pointed at the door handle and asked, "Not locking it?"