CHAPTER 135: CHAPTER 135: EVERYTHING HE LOST, HE CAN TAKE BACK!

"Serena..."

Outside the door, Adrian Lockwood stood with a gentle expression.

He was holding a bouquet of flowers in his arms.

His hands were full, yet Adrian Lockwood stood outside without any intention of stepping inside.

"Snacks from The Hibiscus Pavilion..."

Adrian Lockwood handed over a takeaway bag, "They’re all favorites for you and your son!"

Serena Sinclair did not reach out.

Adrian Lockwood did not insist, placing it at her feet and then handing the flowers to Miles, "Son, take these to the table for Mom."

Miles took the flowers, turned around, and placed them on the dining table.

He returned, looking reluctant, "Dad, I don’t want to go home yet."

"Daddy’s not here to take you home."

Adrian Lockwood ruffled Miles’s hair, "Daddy’s here to bring breakfast for you and Mom. Have fun with Mom, call me later, and I’ll come get you. Don’t be naughty, you hear?"

Miles smiled widely and nodded enthusiastically, "Okay!"

"Serena, I’ll be going now!"

With those words, Adrian Lockwood turned away.

Ping!

The elevator doors closed.

The hallway became silent.

Serena Sinclair looked at the pile of takeaway bags by her feet.

Then she looked at Miles, who was blinking at her.

She couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

"Let’s go, wash your face, brush your teeth, and have breakfast..."

Just like past weekends, the mother and son washed up hand in hand, laughing and sitting at the dining table.

The dumplings were fresh and juicy.

The osmanthus cake was fragrant and soft.

And the old wontons soup...

One sip of the soup, and she knew it was from the wonton shop at Old Town Lane.

But Adrian Lockwood didn’t mention it, pretending it was packed from The Hibiscus Pavilion.

The breakfast was sumptuous and delicious.

Yet Serena Sinclair ate uneasily.

Afraid the phone might ring, with Wyatt asking if she was up.

More afraid that Wyatt would come barging in.

And then pack up the breakfast and take Miles away.

Luckily, the phone didn’t ring, nor did the doorbell.

They painted in the morning.

Played chess in the afternoon.

Wyatt didn’t appear all day.

When the doorbell rang again in the evening, Serena’s mood returned to that moment from early morning.

Opening the door, it was still Adrian Lockwood outside.

"Serena, can we have dinner together? I’ve booked a table!"

Adrian Lockwood extended an invitation.

Serena shook her head.

Adrian Lockwood did not plead, turning to Miles, "Son, it’s time to go home. Say goodbye to Mom!"

"Oh."

Miles pouted, his lips sticking out like they could hang an oil bottle.

But Miles didn’t cry or fuss, obediently returning to his room to push out his suitcase.

Before leaving, he hugged Serena Sinclair, "Mom, next weekend can I spend it with you again?"

"Of course."

Serena Sinclair nodded, watching Adrian Lockwood leading Miles away.

"Adrian Lockwood..."

Serena’s voice rang out behind him.

Adrian Lockwood stopped, turning with eyes filled with unexpected delight.

Almost thinking Serena had changed her mind.

Only to hear Serena say solemnly, "I will remove you from my blacklist on WeChat, but please inform me ahead of time before you come over."

In other words, coming over like today without notifying beforehand...

Even if it’s for breakfast or picking up their son, no matter the excuse about Miles, she wouldn’t accept it.

The hopeful light in his eyes dimmed instantly. Adrian Lockwood responded, "Okay!"

A voice echoed sarcastically: Look, she’s telling you she’s started a new life! She doesn’t want you clashing with that man! Don’t humiliate yourself!

Yet another voice maintained calm: But she’s taken me off her blacklist! Our relationship has eased significantly.

The sky grew darker before him.

Holding his son’s soft little hand.

Adrian Lockwood looked deeply: After all, he once had it all! If he wants to, he can claim back everything he lost!

"Did you have fun this weekend?"

The Mercedes drove out of The Serenity Apartments, Adrian Lockwood looked at Miles in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

Miles nodded, "It was great. Mom even took me to the amusement park!"

"Just you and Mom?"

Adrian Lockwood pursued the question.

Miles blinked.

Mom said: Baby, no lying! Children who lie will turn into long-nosed Pinocchio!

But in his mind, he recalled yesterday at the amusement park, when Mom went to the bathroom, Wyatt threateningly warned.

I haven’t won over your mother yet, don’t tell your dad!

Otherwise, I’ll hide your mom away, and you’ll never see her again!

And you’ll not get to touch the 2S!

On one side was Dad, and the icy words "I don’t want to see you" from Mom.

On the other side was Uncle Wyatt, with Mom whose eyes smiled even when angry.

Plus the 2S.

Miles nodded little, softly saying, "Yes."

After speaking, Miles quickly covered his nose.

Adrian Lockwood felt relieved.

Miles also breathed a small sigh of relief upon finding his nose hadn’t grown longer.

The Mercedes parked in front of The Lockwood Villa.

Miles noticed something amiss as soon as he entered.

The scent in the air wasn’t the usual chaotic mix of various perfumes and air fresheners.

Sniffed his nose, it had a faint milky fragrance.

Just like the scent on Mom.

There was a vase with a large bouquet on the island counter, identical to the one Dad had sent to Mom in the morning.

There were no large and small delivery boxes on the floor.

Even the shoe rack had no high heels anywhere.

At a glance, only his and Dad’s shoes were seen.

Miles looked up at Adrian Lockwood.

Adrian Lockwood crouched down, meeting Miles’s eyes, "Do you still want Chloe to be your new mom?"

His eyes went wide, instantly recalling what happened on his birthday.

Miles’s eyes reddened.

Before that day, he had been told Mom was on a business trip.

He missed her dearly, even wishing upon a star for her return.

Afterward, Chloe appeared.

She could paint, fold paper planes, and even perform magic.

Most importantly, she would never scold him.

He could watch his tablet anytime, watch Ultraman, do whatever he wished.

Then he saw in the phone watch, a monster-like ugly mom.

He rejected her.

He said he wanted Chloe to be his new mom.

Then, it felt like he truly lost his mom.

"I don’t want that, Dad, I don’t want that..."

Tears streamed down as Miles cried loudly, "Dad, I want my mom... I want Mom!"

"Then we’ll try together, okay?"

Adrian Lockwood held Miles, patting his back and wiping tears, "Together, we’ll find the mom we lost, okay?"

"But..."

Mom already has Uncle Wyatt!

Miles sniffled, his little brain struggling.

Stars twinkled brightly in the sky.

Seeming to wink at him.

Miles thought and thought, eyes nearly closing from weariness, finally comprehending.

Dad wants to find Mom.

Uncle Wyatt likes Mom too.

But no matter who Mom is with, she’s his mom.

So, the man next to Mom doesn’t matter.

No matter who Mom is with, she’s his mom.

He understood.

His little mind cleared up instantly.

Thinking about sharing at kindergarten tomorrow, boasting to friends about going to the amusement park with Mom.

And the next weekend, visiting Mom again.

Miles drifted into a sweet sleep with a smile on his face.