CHAPTER 2: CHAPTER 2: MISCARRIAGE

The Lockwood Group’s young master appeared at the FY new product launch, spending a fortune for a beauty’s smile.

Serena Jennings’s heart skipped a beat.

The Lockwood Group... there was only Caleb Lockwood as its young master.

And the high luxury brand FY’s launch was held in their very own City A.

Serena’s fingertips trembled because she felt a bit cold.

She opened the news, and Caleb Lockwood’s figure was clear as day in the accompanying picture.

Caleb Lockwood was naturally handsome and tall, with long, straight legs. His tailored suit was fitting and noble, the kind that never lost in photos.

Every time she saw news about Caleb Lockwood before, Serena would stare at the picture for a long time.

Because it was very pleasing to the eyes.

But this time, she closed the webpage quickly.

By a strange impulse, she checked her Moments, and Patrick Rhodes had just posted something new.

Patrick Rhodes was Caleb Lockwood’s high school classmate.

The classic pink diamond necklace, globally limited to ten pieces by FY, is now owned by our sister-in-law!

The photo only showed a woman’s ivory swan neck, with the dazzling pink diamond necklace hanging on it.

No matter who Patrick Rhodes referred to as sister-in-law, it certainly wasn’t Serena.

Putting away the ultrasound report, Serena called a cab home, her lower abdomen still faintly aching on the way.

Upon returning home, she remembered she hadn’t bought groceries today, so she went out for a big shopping trip, buying all of Caleb Lockwood’s favorite foods. After returning, she washed, picked, and cooked, staying busy until evening.

Around nine o’clock, Caleb Lockwood returned.

"I forgot to tell you, I had a business dinner tonight, and I’ve already eaten out."

Caleb Lockwood’s voice was indifferent, and his brilliantly handsome face showed no expression.

Serena took Caleb Lockwood’s suit from his hands.

In three years of marriage, this was the first time she saw Caleb Lockwood come back from an event without any hair gel left in his hair, looking freshly showered.

The suit had no smell of alcohol, only a faint perfume, and it wasn’t the same suit as in the news photo.

Serena didn’t ask anything, silently fetching Caleb Lockwood’s pajamas, but then Caleb suddenly hugged her waist from behind.

The pleasant mint scent from his hair filled her nose, and through the thin, slick silk pajamas, Serena felt Caleb Lockwood’s increasingly restless hands.

As a housewife, Serena rarely showed her face in public; occasionally, when Caleb had to take her to the Lockwood family’s banquet, Caleb would always remain distant in front of people.

But it was quite different in bed.

Caleb Lockwood was extremely passionate, with impeccable stamina and skills, possessing a mesmerizingly charming face, especially with his perfectly curved, smiling lips that made people lose their minds.

Under normal circumstances, Serena had no qualms about Caleb’s demands, and would accommodate him.

But with so much happening in the past couple of days, plus her pregnancy, she really wasn’t in the mood.

"Husband, my stomach doesn’t feel well, can we not tonight..."

Before she finished, Caleb hoisted her up and tossed her onto the bedroom bed.

"I’m preg..."

Before she could utter "nant," Caleb’s hefty body pressed down, silencing her lips with a forceful kiss.

As he kissed Serena, he unbuttoned his shirt and undid his belt, his eyes looking down on Serena filled with burning flames.

Feeling Serena, normally docile and obedient, resisting, Caleb unexpectedly smiled, using his belt to bind Serena’s delicate wrists.

"Just fulfill your duties as a wife."

Another passionate kiss swallowed all the words Serena wanted to say to Caleb.

Serena didn’t understand what had gotten into Caleb tonight, causing her to faint.

When she woke, the room was dark, Serena felt discomfort in her abdomen and below, intending to freshen up, only to hear Caleb on the phone in the living room.

"Brother Lockwood, sister-in-law is drunk, you should come over now!"

At such times, Serena couldn’t help but thank Patrick Rhodes for his loud voice.

In the living room, Caleb’s tall, imposing figure stood like a bolt of lightning, the faint light casting clear shadows over his well-defined features, his deep black eyes like an ink-spilled night sky.

Serena was surprised to see a cigarette in Caleb’s other hand.

In her memory, Caleb didn’t smoke, at least not at home.

"I’m telling you, how long are you going to keep this awkward tension with sister-in-law? Now that she’s back, it’s time to make up, isn’t it?"

The quieter the night, the clearer Patrick Rhodes’s voice rang on the other end of the phone.

Serena heard every word distinctly, holding her breath in her chest.

"Patrick..." Caleb’s expression was severe, his gaze eagle-like.

"I’ve already been married."

Like a heart-strengthening injection, Serena released a breath.

"So what if you’re married? Can’t you divorce? That haggard wife who can’t even support herself without you can’t compare to sister-in-law."

"But I don’t want to divorce."

"Why not?"

"Because I can’t bear to."

Her eyes involuntarily moistened, and Serena almost couldn’t hold back a sound.

Caleb’s words moved her more than any expensive gift he had ever given her.

Three years of marriage can warm even the coldest heart. Besides, Serena never thought she didn’t meet the mark.

She never slackened in doing laundry, cooking, or household chores.

At night in bed, she could satisfy Caleb too.

Serena felt her efforts weren’t in vain, Caleb’s feelings for her were deeper than she imagined, tonight’s phone call proved it.

Finally letting go of her racing heart, Serena turned to go back to the room. Eavesdropping was neither good nor necessary now.

She loved Caleb.

Caleb also loved her.

"Having a hard-working maid, of course, I can’t bear to leave!"

Serena’s stepping foot instantly rooted to the ground.

"Although I’m not short of money, the feeling between heartfelt and heartless is different."

"And Serena isn’t like Claire. She has no skills—no education, no career, just a housewife revolving around pots and pans all day long. My grandpa likes her, my mom finds her easy to handle, my whole family is satisfied, why should I leave..."

"Like this, she’s suitable for being a wife at home. No need to invest too much, just a little sweetness and she’s obedient."

At the other end, Patrick suddenly understood, "Oh, I see, but about sister-in-law..."

"Send me the address; I’ll go over now."

After hanging up, Caleb hurried out the door.

Only after hearing the door close did Serena dare to make a sound.

She was crying.

Tears poured like a breached dam, blurring her vision. Nausea washed over her in waves, and her stomach ached as if twisted by knives.

Clutching her belly, she struggled to squat down, drenched in sweat from the pain, warm fluid trickling down her thighs.

It was blood.

A plunge into darkness...

When she opened her eyes again, Serena was already lying in a hospital.

There was no one in the ward but a nurse.

"Excuse me, but why am I..." Serena croaked out, her voice hoarse.

"Miss Jennings, you’ve had a miscarriage."