CHAPTER 300: CHAPTER 300: INTERROGATION

"Laughing at yourself?" Caleb Lockwood tilted his head, looking at Serena Jennings with a puzzled expression.

Serena took a sip of the chilled peanut milk, feeling refreshed.

"You know, when I married you, I bought a lot of cookbooks... both paper and electronic... because you have stomach problems. Your mom kept reminding me to be careful when cooking, not to put this, not to put that, too much flavor would be bad for your stomach, but no flavor wouldn’t do either. You wouldn’t like it, and you’d give me a cold shoulder..."

As Serena spoke these words, a faint bitter smile lingered on her face, her eyes calm without a ripple.

However, upon hearing this, Caleb felt as though a heavy stone had suddenly pressed on his chest, suffocating and painful.

"Back then, besides cooking and doing housework, I was always studying recipes... Simply following the recipes didn’t work, I had to consider your taste and stomach condition, and it had to be nutritionally balanced... Now that I think about it, I was like a fool back then... Look at you now, eating heavily flavored, unhealthy street food, and enjoying it."

After Serena finished speaking, she skewered a roasted bean curd skin, a happy smile of savoring deliciousness on her face.

Caleb also skewered a roasted bean curd skin.

The same roasted bean curd skin in his mouth, however, tasted bitter.

In the end, neither the skewers nor the snacks bought earlier were left, all were devoured by Caleb and Serena.

Serena ate more than Caleb did.

When Caleb drove to Serena’s home, both of them immediately noticed that familiar white Lexus.

No one knew how long the car had been parked there.

But intuition told Serena that Ethan White had been waiting for her there for a long time.

After parking, Caleb got out first and opened the car door for Serena, playing the role of an assistant.

As Serena got out, Ethan also exited his car.

Under the night sky, in the dim glow of the street lamps, Serena saw Ethan’s face was very serious.

It was a rare expression on Ethan’s face.

Overly serious, with anger, as if it had turned into a sharp spear, carrying strong aggression.

Serena was stunned.

At this moment, a tall figure blocked her view, cutting it off instantly.

Caleb stood in front of Ethan, and Ethan paused.

Even though Caleb had restrained his aura a bit, facing Ethan, who was fully in his, he still did not lose out.

Ethan frowned tightly, saying coldly:

"Move aside."

Caleb stood his ground.

"I’m Mr. Reed’s assistant, protecting the leader is my duty."

Caleb’s grandiose words made Ethan sneer.

"You speak as if I’m going to harm Serena... Caleb, the one who’s been hurting Serena all this time is you, you have no right to talk about protecting her."

Caleb slightly parted his lips but did not refute.

At this moment, Serena stepped out from behind him.

Caleb raised a hand to hold Serena’s wrist.

Serena glanced at Caleb, breaking free from his grasp.

A chilly breeze seeped into his palm, invading Caleb’s heart along the limbs and bones.

Caleb could only watch as Serena willingly approached Ethan—

Moving away from him.

"What’s wrong, Ethan?"

Serena sensed Ethan’s anger, likely directed at her.

Ethan gazed into Serena’s clear but puzzled eyes, hesitated for a long time, and finally complained:

"You didn’t answer my calls."

Ethan’s voice wasn’t loud, more like a grievance.

Serena froze, hurriedly taking out her phone.

The screen displayed twenty-seven missed calls.

All from Ethan.

She hadn’t brought her phone when she went bungee jumping, and hadn’t checked it after getting back to the car.

She had no idea Ethan had called her so many times.

"I’m sorry, Ethan, I didn’t have my phone with me."

Serena apologized to Ethan with a guilty look.

Ethan was never angry at Serena for not answering his calls.

Ethan was upset because, why hadn’t Serena seen the calls? Why didn’t she have her phone?

Was she doing something with Caleb, and that’s why she didn’t have her phone.

"Was there an urgent matter you needed to talk to me about?"

Serena’s question caught Ethan off guard.

He actually didn’t have any urgent matter to discuss with Serena.

He just wanted to invite Serena for dinner.

But as Serena didn’t answer the phone, he became more and more anxious and angry.

"Something urgent..."

Ethan glanced at Caleb, who was standing slightly behind Serena.

"But I don’t want to talk about it here."

Serena noticed Ethan was bothered by Caleb.

She glanced at Caleb too.

Caleb said nothing, but his expression was cold, his entire being radiated open hostility towards Ethan.

This hostility was mutual between Ethan and Caleb.

Serena even felt that if she wasn’t there, Caleb and Ethan might start fighting.

"Then, Ethan, let’s go back..."

"Get in my car!"

Ethan reached out and took hold of Serena’s hand.

Serena, led by Ethan, got into the white Lexus.

Caleb watched as Ethan’s car drove past him.

Inside was Serena.

Caleb didn’t know where Ethan was taking Serena so late.

He only knew Serena had let go of his hand.

But didn’t let go of Ethan’s.

The feeling of loneliness was like a bucket of cold water splashed on him, chilling to the bone.

However, he didn’t remain there for long before returning to the emperor blue Bentley.

The car started, neither far nor near, following behind the white Lexus.

Initially, Serena thought Ethan did have something urgent to discuss.

After all, it was rare for her to see Ethan angry.

But once she got into Ethan’s car, he said nothing, just quietly drove.

Serena didn’t ask where Ethan was taking her.

However, she realized Ethan probably didn’t have any urgent matter.

The white Lexus stopped at the entrance of a restaurant.

"This is a newly opened seafood place. My colleague said the flavors are authentic, and the ingredients are fresh. I thought it’d be good for a late-night snack."

Ethan’s voice had returned to its usual warm and gentle tone.

Serena acknowledged with a "hmm," not telling Ethan she was already very full from the skewers and snacks at the night market.

The two of them sat in a double booth.

At this hour, the restaurant wasn’t crowded.

But due to the stylish decor, the fewer the people, the stronger the romantic atmosphere.

Ethan ordered a lobster and crab set meal.

When they started eating, he noticed Serena probably wasn’t hungry.

"Serena, don’t force yourself if you’re full. I don’t like it when you accommodate me," Ethan said solemnly, putting down his knife and fork.

"Actually, the seafood here is really good, but I ate too much tonight, I’m indeed full..." Serena smiled apologetically at Ethan, "I should have told you before we ate, so you wouldn’t order so much."

"What did you eat tonight?" Ethan asked.

"Uh... it was at the night market, I found a skewer stall."

"With Caleb?"

Ethan’s always gentle and jade-like voice suddenly dropped several octaves, giving Serena the impression of being interrogated by Ethan.