My Husband, Warm The Bed

Averting her gaze, Sierra turned around with difficulty.

However, just as she had taken a step forward, Miranda's voice sounded from behind. "Sierra, I didn't expect you to come to the airport to pick me up. Imagine my delight to be able to see you on the first day of my return."

"You've misunderstood, Miss Attwood. I'm not here to pick you up." Sierra did not conceal her hatred for Miranda as she could not even be bothered to dole out the niceties at her.

Miranda chuckled. "I haven't seen you for so many years, but you're still so adorable." It seemed that Miranda couldn't sense the despise Sierra had for her. She approached Sierra with a smile and wanted to give her a hug.

Sierra stared at Miranda's outstretched arms and quickly dodged her.

A single glance at Miranda and her eyes would be sullied. Sierra thought that she would even throw up should her body come into contact with Miranda's.

Miranda was never good at reading between the lines, so she did not seem to have noticed Sierra's repulsion toward her. Shimmying closer to Sierra, she forced a hug on her. "Sierra, do you know why I'm back this time?"

Miranda's voice was gentle and soft, exactly matching the impression she gave off.

However, Sierra knew that Miranda's looks could be deceiving. That woman was just good at putting her weak outer appearance to deceive others.

The contact with Miranda's body disgusted Sierra, so much so that her stomach was churning. Before she could push Miranda away, Miranda said, "Sierra, no one can take my Johan away from me ever again."

"Take your Johan away? Don't worry. I wouldn't want him even if you gift him to me with both hands." Sierra pushed Miranda away and glanced coldly and arrogantly at both Johan and her. "You two really make me sick."

Take Johan away?

Sierra had never been someone as indecorous as that.

If it wasn't for the fact that Miranda had personally attested that the two of them were just like brother and sister, and that they had a platonic relationship, Sierra wouldn't have taken the initiative to pursue Johan back then.

Sierra could still recall clearly that Miranda had latched onto her and avowed to her how much she had admired and wanted to befriend her on the day they first met.

Although Sierra hadn't formed a good impression of Miranda at first glance, she slowly accepted Miranda as her friend because of the warmth and gentleness that she had displayed.

Soon after, Miranda held Sierra's hand and said to her, "Sierra, you should go after Johan if you like him. He's my brother, and there isn't a whit of romance between us."

Sierra was indeed fond of Johan but she thought that Johan and Miranda were dating so she had always been avoiding Johan.

Whenever Maxtor and Johan would ask her out, she'd always excuse herself by saying that she was occupied with something else. She had been doing so as she was worried that she might not be able to control herself and ended up hurting other people's feelings.

Never, for the life of Sierra, would she have expected that Johan's "girlfriend" would suddenly confess to her that they were just siblings. More importantly, Miranda had even encouraged her to pursue Johan. After Miranda had said all that, Sierra whisked away all her qualms and openly went after the man she liked.

Sierra still remembered that it had been a sunny day when she'd asked Johan to meet her at the school library.

She'd asked him, "Johan, are you seeing anyone at the moment?"

He looked at her with a smile and replied, "Not at the moment."

Sierra, who had always been bold, was a little embarrassed, but she still mustered the courage to say the words that she had long wanted to say to him, "Can I be your girlfriend?"

"No." Johan shook his head, startling the bejesus out of Sierra. She parted her lips and wanted to ask him for the reason. But before she could do so, she heard him say, "It's better to leave the pursuing to the guy."

"I..." Sierra was a little worried. She was so afraid that Johan would think that she was overly enthusiastic and that she didn't know how to restrain herself.

Looking at Sierra's discouraged look, Johan laughed and said, "Sierra, do you have a boyfriend?"

Sierra shook her head in bewilderment.

Johan said again, "Can I be your boyfriend then?"

Sierra was about to shake her head again. After shaking her head twice, she immediately understood his words and quickly nodded. "Yes! Of course you can!" Since then, they had officially gotten together and became a couple envied by many.

Sierra had always thought that she

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and Johan would get married, give birth to a baby, and live an ordinary but happy life forever. However, somehow, Johan had changed into a completely different person right before his graduation.

All of a sudden, it was as if she hadn't even known him at all.

She never figured out what had caused that sudden change but she understood it then.

Perhaps that change had something to do with Miranda.

In a trance, Sierra could hear Miranda's firm and heartless voice and those things that she had told her right before she'd left to study abroad.

That day, Miranda invited her to a cafe nearby the university, saying that she had something to talk to her about.

Sierra and Miranda had lived in the same room for four years, and Miranda was also her matchmaker. They were considered close friends at that point so they often hung out together.

As soon as Sierra arrived at the cafe, Miranda went straight to the point. "Sierra, do you know why I've asked you to meet me today?"

Sierra said, "No. What is it about?"

Miranda continued, "I was born in a problematic family and I was abandoned as a child. If Mrs. Silas hadn't adopted me, I would have died long

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ago.

"Miranda, you didn't choose the family you were born into. Don't be too hung up on the past." Sierra vaguely knew about Miranda's family, but she had never looked down on Miranda because of that.

"But it doesn't mean that it hasn't

happened if I don't think about it, right?" Miranda glared at Sierra. "You're different. You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth, and your family adores you. You're beautiful, and you're good at your studies too. You're always the focus of everyone's attention wherever you go. You have no idea what it feels like to suffer like I did."

Sierra did not know how to respond.

What did Miranda's family background have to do with her? Why did she feel like Miranda was putting all the blame about her misfortunes on her?

Miranda said, "Don't look at me with those eyes.

What I despise the most is this innocent and sympathetic eyes of yours. We are all human beings. You can sit on your high horse and look down on others not because you have the ability, but only because you were born privileged."

Sierra frowned unhappily. "Miran-"

Before she could say anything,

Miranda interrupted her, "Sierra, I can spend my life working my as* off and not get what I want. Meanwhile, you wouldn't have to lift a finger and it would be handed to you on a silver platter. Huh! How ironic!"