The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 750

Sierra took a sip of her coffee. Her mind was still a muddled mess.

Samuel had mentioned their time overseas, instantly pulling her back into memories of their time together. They were simply sweet, beautiful times. He had hit a soft spot.

After all those years with him, and having only briefly spent time with Sophia since returning, her heart had somehow started to lean toward Sophia's side.

Sophia was indeed pitiful. But were the things she did really without fault?

She clearly had better options that could have prevented many of the things that happened, but she didn't choose them. If she had deceived Marcus, and he was now protecting her, why didn't she simply tell him Gabriel had bullied her?

So many things in life come down to choices. Different choices led to different outcomes.

William and Charlotte weren't unreasonable or overly indulgent parents. They wouldn't have stood by and watched if Sophia had reached out to them.

"Let's not argue over who was right or wrong about the past." Sierra held her coffee and took a few more sips. "I need to think about our future seriously. Samuel, I can tell you this for sure—I still love you.

"I'll think about what you said, but please give me a little time, okay?"

"Okay." Samuel agreed immediately. "Sierra, I won't pressure you. Just take your time and give me an answer when you're ready. You already know where I stand. I won't get a divorce, not even if I die.

"As for Sophia, even though I'm her biological brother, I don't feel sorry for her. When it comes to her, our positions are simply different. But having different standpoints doesn't mean I'm wrong.

"You and Natalie sympathize with Sophia. That's your choice, and not mine.

"Of course, I'm not saying she's the one in the wrong. The ones who hurt her are still the ones at fault. But to say that Sophia is completely innocent? I don't believe that, not even as her brother.

"Sierra, you are you. Don't ever compare yourself to Sophia. In my heart, you're the one who matters most.

"Sophia is my biological sister, but we didn't grow up together. Samantha is my birth mother, but she didn't raise me. Neither you nor I have ever experienced parental love while growing up.

"If my mom had been stronger, more courageous, insisted on divorcing Ivan, and given up the Sinclair family's wealth and status, I believe we could've toughed it out together. We might have struggled, but we would have survived as a family.

"But she didn't. She wronged her children, wronged herself, and thought she was noble for it. She believed her sacrifice secured a better future for us. But did she really succeed? Did she get what she wanted?

"No, things never happened as she wished."

"Samuel, stop." Sierra cut him off. Some things shouldn't be thought through too deeply. Once you did, even the firmest beliefs could start to crack with doubt.

"Just let me think about it. Please?"

"Okay, take your time." Samuel said nothing more. He took a quiet sip of his coffee.

Neither of them spoke again until their drinks were finished. Then Sierra let out a breath and said, "I'll take you back."

"Back where?"

"Causeway Bay."

That memory made her laugh. "Fine. I'll go back and talk to my parents, then have them move to Causeway Bay too. Honestly, staying in Sophia and Samantha's house this whole time hasn't felt right."

"Yeah, exactly." Samuel smiled, clearly relieved. "Sierra, I'll keep my mouth in check this time. If I say something that hurts you again, you can slap me. Knock my teeth out if you want, and I won't complain."

"Alright. I'll remember that." Sierra nodded and pushed him out of the café.

"I'll get you a ride, so head back first. After I've spoken to my parents, we'll go to Causeway Bay together."

"Sierra—"

"Stop right there." Sierra cut him off. "This is the biggest compromise I can make. If you can't accept it, then we really need to consider getting a divorce."

The words Samuel was about to say were stuck in his throat. "Okay. I'll do whatever you say."

"Good. Now, let's go."

Sierra pushed him to the curb and flagged a cab. She helped Samuel into the car and folded his wheelchair before waving goodbye.

"Go back and behave. I'll talk to Maggie, then dismiss Tom and Evan. I won't let Maggie mistreat you anymore. Be patient. Once I've spoken to my parents, I'll come to you."

She spoke to him like she was coaxing a child. Samuel just nodded as he listened.