Our Love Story: Hard to Guard Against the Sudden Love Strike-Chapter 254 - 251: His Gentle Yet Piercing Blade (4th Update)

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Chapter 254: Chapter 251: His Gentle Yet Piercing Blade (4th Update)

This week of preparing the defense, Sienna Thornton was very busy. During the day, she dealt with matters at the law firm and The Forresters, and when she got home at night, she had to look up legal statutes, think of punchy lines, and draft her speech.

Seeing her busy every night, Simon Forrester decided to bring his work home as well. The two of them occupied corners of the study, one drawing and reviewing diagrams, the other revising and memorizing her speech.

Once, Sienna Thornton printed out her draft but didn’t pick it up in time. During a break, Simon Forrester glanced at it, asking while reading, "Don’t you think the defendant in this case is being too harsh?"

"In what way?"

"If the child were born, it would already be viable. But she insisted on aborting, killing an innocent life."

Sienna Thornton didn’t respond for a moment.

This case was indeed unsettling.

The defendant, due to a strained mother-in-law relationship, didn’t receive any sympathy from her husband for the difficulties she faced as a five-month pregnant woman. He used emotional coldness against her while she had conflicts with her mother-in-law. Angrily, she moved to her sister’s house, and for over two months, her husband ignored her. Even when she went to the local office for an abortion certificate, he refused to go, citing work as an excuse, despite knowing what she was doing.

Could such a family survive? Is there any need to have children for a scumbag like her husband and manage the household?

Seeing that she hadn’t spoken for a while, Simon Forrester asked again, "What are you thinking about?"

She returned to her senses, her clear eyes looking at him sharply, "You’ve read the script. Do you think if the defendant had the child, she could continue living with the wicked mother-in-law and unreasonable husband, suppressing herself for a lifetime? Or get divorced and struggle to raise the child alone, living solely for the child? Or leave the child to the irrational mother-in-law and ex-husband, and form a new family with another man, always worrying about the poor child?"

Simon Forrester was momentarily taken aback by her sharp, emotional words. After a deep breath, he reasoned, "Either way, it’s quite tragic. The main issue is the defendant’s own poor circumstances. If she had some support, she could have had the child and left."

"That’s precisely why she couldn’t keep the child. Giving birth could mean both she and the child might not survive," Sienna Thornton sighed. "Women are prone to postpartum depression due to hormone changes, and the postpartum period is precisely when mother-in-law and husband relationships tend to deteriorate sharply. From the script’s case introduction, her mother-in-law and husband were already like that before childbirth, so postpartum conflicts are evident."

Seeing Simon Forrester remain silent, she asked, "Have you read the news? Every year, there are a few cases of mothers suffering from postpartum depression jumping off buildings with their children."

Simon Forrester’s face turned pale. He got up from behind the desk, walked over, and leaned down to hug Sienna Thornton gently, saying softly, "When you have a child in the future, we’ll live by ourselves, away from those bothersome older folks."

Sienna Thornton nestled in his arms, her voice buzzing, "The most direct solution is not to have children."

Simon Forrester laughed, "But we still should. Otherwise, no one will inherit your wisdom and beauty in the future."

His affectionate words cleared away Sienna Thornton’s earlier gloom. She playfully jabbed his chest with her fist and chuckled softly.

"Are you perhaps implying that otherwise, all your wealth would have no heir?"

Her words struck a chord with Simon Forrester. He burst into hearty laughter, holding Sienna Thornton, laughing so deeply she could feel the strong, powerful breaths vibrating from his chest.

This man was truly good.

Sienna Thornton wrapped her arms around his waist, hugging him even tighter, saying softly, "Then one child is enough. We’ll give everything to them."

"Okay," he lowered his head and kissed her cheek, "I’ll listen to you."

-

Soon it was Friday. Sienna Thornton had set up a meeting at a hotel conference room near the film studio with two other male lawyers to simulate the process of tomorrow’s program recording.

Ingrid was unavailable that day, so Simon Forrester went with Sienna Thornton.

While Sienna Thornton was debating with the other two lawyers in the conference room, Simon Forrester sat quietly in a corner, watching her.

It was late April, and Brimfield was entering late spring, but the mornings and nights in the north were still a bit chilly.

Sienna Thornton had come directly from work, wearing the black skirt suit and white silk shirt she bought in Azure Harbor during last year’s National Day.

The cuffs and collar of the shirt were accented in deep blue, with two vermilion silk ribbons naturally draping at the chest, and the tips of the deep blue collar adorned with two teardrop-shaped blue diamonds.

When she argued, she’d stand up for dramatic effect during the program. As she spoke fervently, the ribbons on her chest would sway, looking very lively.

"For women, the realization of reproductive rights is about their personal rights; for men, the realization of lawful reproductive rights depends on the attainment of legal spousal rights..." Sienna Thornton methodically explained the legal statutes she had organized, presenting them clearly and in a more easily understood manner.

Her eyes shone with professionalism, her tone calm and moderate, making people overlook the aggressiveness in her speech.

She was still that "gentle knife."

A sharp yet unassailable gentle knife.

Her presence cut through all his cold hardness, revealing a tender heart like that of an innocent child.

-

That night, Sienna Thornton and her partner lawyer rehearsed until after eleven.

Since they had each prepared separately before, once the three lawyers convened, they had to make further revisions to their drafts. After finalizing, they practiced several times together, which inadvertently wasted a lot of time.

Despite rehearsing so late, Sienna Thornton was still dissatisfied. The two male lawyers thought it was good enough, but Sienna Thornton’s perfectionism had kicked in, feeling it wasn’t perfect yet.

Ultimately, seeing Simon Forrester, who’d been waiting, looking visibly tired, she reluctantly called it a night.

The two male lawyers sighed in relief.

The three of them gathered their drafts and notes from the conference table. One of the male lawyers asked, "Want to grab a drink later? I know a good bar downstairs in this hotel. We can celebrate the smooth recording tomorrow in advance?"

Sienna Thornton didn’t respond.

The other lawyer exclaimed excitedly, "Sure! Come along, Lawyer Thornton?"

Both male lawyers had graduated two or three years ago from prestigious foreign law schools. Because of their ABC-like sunny, healthy looks, they were chosen in a global selection for the program.

Young men like them abroad probably frequented nightclubs and naturally wanted to hit the bar and mingle with minor celebrities at the film studio.

Sienna Thornton, thinking about needing to revise her draft later that night, didn’t respond immediately. The male lawyer pressed again, "Come on, Lawyer Thornton? We didn’t get to have a drink last time. How about tonight? Who knows how late tomorrow’s recording might go..."

As he was speaking, Simon Forrester, with a stern face, walked over, placed Sienna Thornton’s laptop into her bag, took her hand, and said anxiously, "Can we go? The nanny just messaged saying the child won’t stop fussing and won’t sleep."