CHAPTER 51: CHAPTER 51: YOU... WEREN’T A VIRGIN?

"Of course."

Wyatt replied lazily, "Wasn’t I obvious enough?"

"..."

Brandon on the other end was silent for a moment, "Alright, got it!"

Beep.

Beep beep.

Wyatt froze for a moment, took his phone away, and confirmed once again that the other person hung up without asking anything.

He was mentally prepared for the question about whether he had gone mad.

He was also ready to respond if someone tried to use family background or all kinds of mismatched so-called reasons to convince him.

But there was nothing.

As if... once he was sure, decided, that was enough!

Quietly looking out at the dark night, Wyatt curled his lips.

He picked up his phone again and replied to Serena Sinclair on WeChat.

[Yeah, I think they’re really nice too!]

Serena was a bit overwhelmed.

Wyatt was replying to her message.

Una Hutton was complaining about the lengthy stinky department meeting, and by the way, about the clingy pursuer she couldn’t shake off.

Clara Lynch asked how marriage felt and interviewed her about her first day of being divorced.

Then there was Julian Rivera.

She simply mentioned that she could meet after work on weekdays, weekends were also fine, depending on his convenience.

Julian casually sent over his half-a-month itinerary, [Sis, I’ve got time when it’s not circled. Oh, and you should exclude dinner time every Friday, I need to go home and be filial.]

Serena Sinclair: ...

Serena really wanted to ask Wyatt if Young Master Rivera is so affable with everyone?

Or was it purely because of being inadvertently hurt by 2S, offering the young master a whole new experience?

Isn’t he planning some tricky move, intending some mischief?

Thinking it over, she asked anyway.

Wyatt quickly replied, [That guy is just a fool! Other than being foolish, there’s nothing wrong. If you feel like dealing with him, then do; if not, just let him be, it’s fine.]

[Got it.]

Serena finished replying, and arranged lunch for next Saturday with Julian.

Not forgetting to remind him, [Remember the red envelope, remember the vaccine!]

Julian readily agreed.

But after more than an hour, even after Serena finished freshening up, he didn’t accept her transfer.

Exiting the dialog box, Serena spaced out for quite a while.

In the old evenings, from the moment sleep came, her phone was always on silent.

Because she stayed at home, she had no friends or colleagues, her phone was quiet as a decoration.

Occasionally during the daytime, it would ring, usually it was the property management or takeout.

Then there were all sorts of alarms.

On days like today when WeChat was pinging non-stop, chatting away for over an hour, it almost never happened.

Indeed, women need to work.

Putting the phone aside, Serena still felt sleepless.

Turning off the bright lights and turning on the small orange lamp, Serena took out a large sheet of white paper from the drawer, took out her tool kit, and bent over the table to draw and write.

The night wind blew, lifting the strands of hair on her forehead.

Revealing a pair of eyes as bright as stars, serene and deep.

...

On the large bed in the bedroom of The Lockwood Villa, Chloe Lynch was a bit tense.

It took her more than half a year from entering The Lockwood Group’s secretariat to getting noticed by Adrian Lockwood.

Her best friend advised her to give up, saying the wealthy men of Aethelgard are more cunning the richer they are, and marriages are tied to interests.

Serena Sinclair and Adrian Lockwood were together since college, even if the love diminished, Adrian would give Serena the basic respect, letting her be Mrs. Lockwood for life.

When love transforms into familial affection, it becomes an unbreakable barrier.

Even if she reached the top, she’d just be a kept woman, better to find another target.

Avoid catching water with a bamboo basket for nothing.

And when Serena donated a kidney to Adrian, even Chloe herself wavered a bit.

Unexpectedly, the situation took a turn.

The sound of splashing water stopped, and when thinking about what was about to happen, Chloe’s heart raced.

After tonight, she would have her rightful place!

From tomorrow, she could appear at the secretarial office holding Adrian Lockwood’s arm.

Ian Young with eyes on top of his head would no longer dare to boss her around.

No one else would dare to make wild and groundless comments.

By the weekend, she’d bring Adrian back home, fiercely slap Clara Lynch in the face.

Let her parents see a girl from a small town, without the halo of a prestigious school, without major industry experience, can still rely on herself to rise to the top!

Buzz!

The bathroom door opened, Chloe suddenly closed her eyes.

"Chloe, don’t be afraid..."

Feeling the girl’s slight trembling, Adrian unexpectedly felt soothed.

Already knowing how deeply Serena misunderstood him, how much she wronged him.

Might as well let it all happen sooner, instead of enduring for her all this time.

And she doesn’t appreciate it at all.

Having dinner with Chloe took them to a fancy restaurant.

The rooftop restaurant of the Imperial View Tower.

Outside was the most beautiful night scene of Aethelgard.

Before him was Chloe’s smiling face like a blossoming flower.

And all of this should have belonged to Serena.

It’s her who didn’t cherish it!

"Adrian... Adrian..."

Whimpering rose.

Blood began to burn.

Adrian guided gently like the world’s most patient hunter.

After it all ended, Adrian got up and went to the bathroom.

Chloe froze.

Adrian, who had been so wild just now.

Now seemed so cold.

Chloe almost thought there was a problem.

Clearly there wasn’t.

Then why...

Thinking about his busy day again.

Going to the civil affairs bureau for a divorce early in the morning.

Meeting several partners in the morning.

Holding many meetings in the afternoon.

In the evening, strolling with her and then having a candlelight dinner.

Including just now...

He must be exhausted!

Besides, this was home.

A place where he could do what he wanted.

Being wild when he wanted.

Being cold when he wanted.

That’s the meaning of home, isn’t it?

She and he have a long future ahead!

In just a moment, Chloe self-consoled.

The sound of water stopped, Chloe got up and put on her nightgown.

The door opened, as one entered and one exited.

"Chloe..."

Brush past, Adrian raised his hand blocking the door, lifted his eyes, "You... weren’t a virgin?"

Chloe’s gaze flickered for a moment.

Adrian already knew the answer.

Released his hand, the door closed.

Adrian turned and moved silently forward.

The dark bedroom was filled with intoxicating fragrance.

Before him were Chloe’s panicked eyes.

In his mind was Serena’s trembling, tearful voice, "Adri... Adrian..."

That was Serena’s first time.

Also his first time.

At that time, he and Serena had nothing but each other.

Beatrice Sutton disagreed with him marrying Serena, didn’t allow him to work at The Lockwood Group, even cut off his credit cards.

Not even letting him publicly claim to be part of The Lockwood Group.

But love can sustain even on water.

That night, Serena was clearly in pain, her body trembling.

But her tearful eyes were bright, as splendid as stars outside the window.

Even though dinner that night was just an ordinary fast food meal.

But he and Serena experienced incomparable happiness.

While tonight, he brought Chloe, overlooking the most beautiful night view of Aethelgard, eating the most luxurious and romantic candlelight dinner.

A stabbing pain in his chest.

Like a needle poked in.

Adrian couldn’t understand.

They loved each other so much back then.

How did they get here?

The sound of running water stopped, Adrian turned around, closed his eyes.

When Chloe returned to bed, Adrian was facing away from her.

Thinking of the question he asked just now.

In the darkness, gazing at Adrian’s back.

Chloe reddened her eyes in grievance.