Chapter 257 Andrew's Reaction Upon Waking Up

Chapter 257 Andrew's Reaction Upon Waking Up

Jerald looked at Sienna, said nothing, and left.

In the room, only Andrew and Sienna remained, and Sienna felt the atmosphere at the moment was extremely strange.

"You can start now. If you get tired, you can lie down next to me, I wouldn't mind." Andrew impatiently removed the IV tube from his hand and patted the space next to him.

Sienna shook her head. "No need, I'll go back to my room as long as I finish."

Andrew raised an eyebrow suggestively. "You have your own room in my house?"

Sienna felt embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Andrew didn't press further. "What's the date today?"

Sienna didn't hide it.

"So much time has passed; he's quite capable after all." Andrew showed a hint of satisfaction, "He truly is my alter ego."

Sienna said, "He almost killed you. Do you still admire him?"

"But in the end, he failed. No matter how capable, failure equals zero."

Sienna fell silent.

"Alright, tell me about those things, and what he did with my body, do not miss any detail." Andrew settled into a comfortable position against the headboard, looking like he was all ears.

Sienna cleared her throat and recounted the events in chronological order, omitting only the intimate encounter between her and Louie.

Andrew listened quietly throughout, always keeping his emotions in check and hiding his feelings well. Sienna couldn't gauge what he was thinking from his expression.

"That's all." Sienna took a sip of water, her voice slightly hoarse from speaking too much.

"Really?" Andrew smirked, "There's something you're not telling me, right?"

"No," Sienna said calmly, "I've told you everything."

Andrew leisurely asked, "Then, what's on your leg?"

His gaze shifted down to her calf.

Sienna looked down in confusion and saw traces of fluid that had leaked down her legs at some point, her face turning red.

She had forgotten to clean up the mess on her body!

"This..." She stammered, unsure how to explain.

"Don't tell me you forced yourself on me while I was still in a coma." He sneered.

"I-I need to use the bathroom." She lowered her head, wanting to leave.

"It's unnecessary. After all, it's my thing, right?" Andrew's tone was cold and sinister as he grabbed Sienna's wrist on the bed."

Despite Andrew being weakened from just waking up, Sienna couldn't break free and was forced to sit next to him.

"Would sitting next to me cost you your life?" Andrew sneered, "You were willing to spread your legs for the alter ego, but now that I, the primary personality, am back, you're acting all chaste and virtuous?"

With that, he pinched Sienna's buttocks with cruel force.

She winced in pain, tears welling up, but dared not move.

She was still a bit unaccustomed—being with Louie for so long, she had grown used to him being considerate of her feelings, always gentle and seeking her consent. She almost forgot that this tyrannical behavior and controlling nature were Andrew's true colors.

Sensing Sienna trembling in pain, Andrew finally released his grip, his voice chilling, "You too had a great time while I was away, didn't you?"

The statement was inexplicable, sounding like a simple observation yet carrying a hint of suppressed anger. Sienna had experienced Andrew's unpredictable temperament before and decided it was better to remain silent, bowing her head without a word.

She knew this wasn't the best way to handle the situation, but the increasingly oppressive gaze on her made it hard to resist the urge to apologize on the spot.

Apologizing to Andrew was futile and only fueled his sadistic desires—a lesson Sienna had learned the hard way.

Surprisingly, Andrew chuckled.

He looked at Sienna's restrained face and chuckled lightly. It was as if Sienna had done something worth laughing at, or perhaps made a foolish joke, even though she just sat there blankly, not understanding.

"You certainly had a great time." Andrew's fingers traced over Sienna's chest, unbuttoning her shirt to reveal smooth, unblemished skin. "No bruises at all, you willingly had sex with him."

Sienna tried to say something, but Andrew stopped her, commanding, "Take off your clothes and sit on top of me."

She hesitated.

Andrew's face darkened. "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Seeing his pale face and the bandages on his abdomen, along with the IV bag hanging nearby, Sienna wondered if Andrew had lost his mind. Was he really asking for sex right after waking up? Was he trying to procreate with his life?

With Sienna still not moving, Andrew sneered, "You're willing to have sex with something that's not even human, but you won't have sex with me?"

She blurted out, "He's not just something."

"Say that again?" Andrew's voice lowered threateningly.

Sienna regretted her words, but taking advantage of Andrew's physical limitations, she refused to back down, "He's not just something, he has a name."

"You gave him a name?"

Andrew's gaze became even more intimidating, leaving Sienna feeling a bit flustered. "I didn't give him a name, he named himself."

Andrew fell silent, his gaze on Sienna becoming more inscrutable.

With great effort, Sienna raised her hand and began to unbutton her clothes.

She was wearing a haphazard outfit to begin with, and there was nothing underneath, so she was soon completely exposed.

Her lower body was sticky and wet, with fluids trickling down her legs, leaving obvious stains.

Why did it seem like she was presenting another man's semen to Andrew, even though Andrew and Louie shared the same body?

"What a lewd body." His large hand moved up Sienna's waist, his tone cold. "He really likes you, doesn't he? Of course, he would like you, he's a part of me, and this is the body I desire."

With that, a sharp pain shot through her chest as Andrew leaned in and bit one of her nipples.

His rough tongue rolled around the delicate tip, deliberately grazing the thin skin with the back of his teeth, causing a mix of pain and ticklish sensation that sent shivers down her spine. Sienna tried to pull away.

Sienna tried to pull away, but Andrew wasn't about to let her go. Just as he was about to continue his assault, he suddenly froze.

Sienna was puzzled, only to see a layer of red seeping through the bandages around Andrew's waist and abdomen—he had reopened his wound with his movements.

The atmosphere became awkward for a moment.

Various complex emotions flickered across Andrew's face, clearly not used to such a situation. Feeling a bit embarrassed, he reluctantly lay back. "Seems like it's your lucky day today. Go call Jerald."

Sienna felt relieved and happily picked up her clothes to get dressed and leave.

As Jerald took over, he earnestly advised Andrew not to move recklessly and to take good care of himself during this period. Andrew huffed in dissatisfaction, "Can't you treat me?!"

"While I do have some knowledge of surgery, you still need to follow the doctor's orders."

"He can have sex, why can't I?" The 'he' naturally referred to the alter ego.

"Mr. Thomas, you've just been treated with medication for DID, and you're very weak. You can't compare yourself to the past few days."

Andrew furrowed his brow even more. "Why choose this medication? Couldn't you have chosen something that doesn't affect the body?"

Jerald felt helpless, unable to respond.