Chapter 35
After Beatrice fell asleep, Serena and Justin left the room. As soon as the door closed, Serena pulled her hand free from Justin’s
grasp without hesitation.
His gaze darkened. “What is it? Do I disgust you that much?”
“The act is over. Now that Mrs. Farrow Senior is asleep, there’s no need to keep pretending,” she said, turning to head
downstairs.
“Where are you going?” Justin asked while following closely.
“Home,” Serena replied curtly.
“This late? You’re really going back now?” Justin asked.
“That’s none of your concern.” Serena’s steps were decisive.
Downstairs, Leyla Watson stood holding a tray with bagels and beef ribs.
Sitting on the couch with a Pomeranian in her lap, Jenna cast Serena a mocking glance. “These are for you. Mrs. Farrow Senior
asked for them. Eat up.”
“No need, Mrs. Farrow, I already had dinner,” Serena replied politely.
Jenna scoffed. “Suit yourself. You think I want an ingrate to stay in my house?”
“If it weren’t for Mrs. Farrow Senior, I wouldn’t have come back here in the first place,” Serena said.
Jenna’s eyes widened in fury. “What did you just say? Serena, you’ve really grown a spine, haven’t you? Talking back to me like this? Get out of my house!”
Without a word, Serena turned and walked out.
Outside, the rain had begun to fall, light droplets stinging her cheeks with ley sharpness. She made it to the villa’s gate when two blinding headlights pierced through the dark
Justin’s car pulled up beside her, the window sliding down to reveal his annoyed face. “Get in.”
“No need I’ll get a cab,” Serena replied coolly
“This area’s deserted. Where exactly do you plan to hail a cab? Serena, my patience has limits. Get in the car!”
rena ignored ham and kept wallding. Watching her silhouette disappear into the rain, Justin clenched the steering wheel lightly.
he was always like this unrelentingly stubborn Once she’d set her mind on something, there was no reasoning with her. It was this trail that he hated most about lar Why couldn’t she just compromise?
Frustrated, Justin gut out and strode after her, grabbing her wrist.
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She spun around, her face damp with rain. The water softened her features, giving her a fragile, ethereal beauty. “What are you
doing?”
His temper simmered down instantly. “Do you plan to walk all the way home? The rain’s getting heavier. Serena, stop being stubborn. Don’t play games with your health.”
She looked up at him, her lips a thin, determined line. Even though she told herself to let go, some emotions refused to be
silenced. They would surge unexpectedly, clawing at the edges of her resolve. After all, 19 years of chasing Justin had left an
Indelible mark. Rationally, she could force herself to move on. Emotionally, however, it was a different battle entirely.
A phone buzzed, breaking the tense silence. Justin glanced at the screen.
Serena caught sight of the name “Candice“, and the warmth that had briefly touched her heart instantly turned to ice. Her tone dripped with sarcasm. “My health is fine. Don’t worry about me. I’ve faced worse. Remember that time I had a raging fever but still braved a storm to meet a client? This is nothing compared to that.”
Justin’s hand hovered over the phone, but her words made him hesitate. He slowly slipped it back into his pocket. “Stop this
nonsense and get in the car,” he said, his voice tight with frustration.
Their standoff was broken by a low, lazy voice calling out, “Serena.”
She turned, squinting through the rain. Under a nearby streetlight stood a tall man holding a sleek black umbrella. It was Wilson.
His long fingers gripped the handle lightly, and his lips curved into a faint, confident smile. “Come here.”
Justin’s expression darkened instantly. “Serena, don’t you dare! If you”
“Let go of me!” she snapped, wrenching her wrist free. Without hesitation, she ran toward Wilson and climbed into the Bentley parked behind him,
Wilson slid into the driver’s seat, pausing to meet Justin’s furious gaze through the rain–streaked window before starting his engine. With a smirk, he reached out and honked the horn as if taunting him.
With that, he slammed his foot on the gas, the car surging forward and disappearing into the night, tires kicking up a
of water
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