CHAPTER 50: CHAPTER 50: LIVING TOGETHER

"It’s nothing."

Caleb Lockwood drank an entire bowl of medicine, and his stomach felt much better immediately.

Seeing the relaxed expression on Caleb Lockwood’s face, Claire Shaw smiled, "You really need to take good care of your stomach, if you end up in the hospital again, it’ll scare both Aunt Yun and me to death."

"I’m sorry for making you worry." Caleb Lockwood looked at Claire Shaw with the same gentle gaze as before.

Claire Shaw felt reassured.

Even though Caleb Lockwood hasn’t divorced Serena Jennings yet,

she believes it won’t be long before they do.

All afternoon, Claire Shaw didn’t return to her department.

She stayed in Caleb Lockwood’s office the whole time.

She’s the only one in The Lockwood Group who has such a privilege.

At the end of the workday, Claire Shaw had plans to go shopping with her best friend, and Caleb Lockwood drove her to the mall.

On the way back, as they passed The Lockwood Group’s office building, the entire dark glass facade had only one light on.

It was particularly striking.

The car Caleb Lockwood was driving sped past the office building in an instant.

However, at the traffic light ahead, the black Maybach suddenly made a U-turn and drove back.

The Design Department—

The only department in The Lockwood Group with lights still on at 10 PM.

Caleb Lockwood walked in silently and saw Serena Jennings sleeping on her desk.

There were stacks of folders next to Serena Jennings.

On other people’s desks, there were only daily necessities and computers.

Caleb Lockwood picked up the sleeping Serena Jennings.

He thought Serena Jennings would wake up, but she remained asleep, even beginning to snore.

He frowned, feeling that Serena Jennings seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

The underground parking lot.

Serena Jennings didn’t wake up until Caleb Lockwood placed her in the car.

The unfamiliar environment and Caleb Lockwood’s handsome yet dangerous face made her shiver.

"Where is this? How did I get here?"

Serena Jennings’ obvious panic made Caleb Lockwood curl his lips, his eyes even colder.

"I came back to the company to fetch some documents and saw you asleep. This is the underground parking lot."

As Caleb Lockwood provided an answer, Serena Jennings realized what had happened.

"Sorry, I was too tired." Serena Jennings rubbed her throbbing temples.

"Now you understand the benefits of being a full-time housewife?"

Hearing Caleb Lockwood say this suddenly made Serena Jennings freeze.

Belatedly, she realized that Caleb Lockwood probably thought she couldn’t handle the work of a designer, rather than Claire Shaw deliberately making it difficult for her.

Before she could open her mouth to explain, Caleb Lockwood’s body suddenly leaned in.

Serena Jennings smelled the Terre d’Hermès fragrance on Caleb Lockwood.

Caleb Lockwood fastened her seatbelt.

"Actually..."

His voice was deep, with a faint smile on his lips.

"As long as you don’t long for my heart, my person is still yours."

A scorching kiss was about to land, and Serena Jennings immediately turned her face away.

Caleb Lockwood’s phone suddenly rang, making a clear sound in the quiet underground parking lot.

Missing the kiss, Caleb Lockwood didn’t show any disappointment in his eyes.

He calmly straightened up and answered the phone.

"Hello?"

While unfastening her seatbelt, Serena Jennings heard the faint but unmistakable voice of Claire Shaw.

"Caleb, my neighbors seem to be renovating, lots of banging noises, and I feel both disturbed and a bit scared, can you come pick me up?"

"Okay."

Caleb Lockwood agreed without hesitation.

"I want to go to The Jade Pavilion."

Serena Jennings’ grip on the seatbelt tightened immediately.

Caleb Lockwood had many properties, but Claire Shaw chose their matrimonial home.

"The Jade Pavilion is closer to the office, I don’t want to be late for work tomorrow..."

Before Claire Shaw could finish explaining, Caleb Lockwood said again:

"Okay."

Serena Jennings had already unbuckled her seatbelt.

She didn’t say goodbye to Caleb Lockwood and got out of the car to walk towards the exit.

Caleb Lockwood didn’t stop her.

As she approached the exit, the black Maybach drove past Serena Jennings’ side, Caleb Lockwood rolled down the window and gently remarked to Serena Jennings:

"Thanks for making the medicine."

Serena Jennings’ shoulder trembled.

In her sight, Caleb Lockwood’s car moved further and further away until it disappeared.

She gradually slowed her steps, not knowing if it was the weight of her steps or her mood.

By now, it was late at night, almost 11 PM, and the subway had stopped running.

Serena Jennings hailed a cab on her own, noting down the license plate number.

After driving for a while, the driver suddenly asked her, "Miss, do you see that car behind us? Is it someone you know?"

Serena Jennings turned to look and saw only a vague shadow of a black car following them.

But it definitely wasn’t Caleb Lockwood’s Maybach.

"I don’t know them..."

"That’s strange, I feel like it’s following us!"

The driver’s words made Serena Jennings wary.

She called Lana Xavier, asking her to come out and meet her when she was near, then she gave the driver a new address to head to Lana Xavier’s place.

Forty minutes later, Lana Xavier finally saw Serena Jennings downstairs.

Lana Xavier grabbed Serena Jennings’ hand, craned her neck to look around, not seeing any suspicious black car.

"There shouldn’t be any problem."

"Yeah, thanks, Lana."

"If you keep thanking me like this, I’ll get angry."

"Okay, okay, is there anything to eat at home? I’m really hungry."

"Just instant noodles."

"Or you could order me some takeout? I’m craving Japanese food."

"Then you’d better be polite to me!"

Laughing and chatting, the two of them went upstairs.

Under the not-so-bright street lamp, a black car slowly drove out from the corner.

It was a Passat.

The Jade Pavilion.

Caleb Lockwood opened the door, letting Claire Shaw go in first.

Then he followed inside with a suitcase.

The suitcase was from Rimowa, a sophisticated pink.

"Thank you, Caleb." Claire Shaw took the pink suitcase from Caleb Lockwood, unpacking her clothes.

"No problem." Caleb Lockwood replied offhand, taking out his phone and opening WeChat.

Mr. Miller: Miss Jennings went to her friend Lana Xavier’s place, I saw them go upstairs.

Caleb Lockwood: Okay.

As expected, after receiving this reply, Mr. Miller drove his black Passat away from Lana Xavier’s neighborhood.

Clearly, Claire Shaw had wanted to stay at The Jade Pavilion to avoid being late for work the next day.

Yet she was still late.

Now, working in Claire Shaw’s department, Serena Jennings heard more than enough gossip regarding Claire Shaw.

Especially those involving Caleb Lockwood.

"Did you know? Manager Shaw has already moved in with President Lockwood!"

Serena Jennings put down her graphics tablet, watching her colleagues chatter away, especially the female colleagues, who seemed more excited than if they themselves had moved in with Caleb Lockwood.

"Really? So is the wedding date set?"

"Of course it’s true! Manager Shaw is really close with Christine Warren, and that’s who I heard it from. Manager Shaw has moved into President Lockwood’s home; it might not be long before she’s not called Manager Shaw, but Shaw President."

"No, no, she should be called Mrs. Lockwood, right?"

Her female colleagues continued to babble about names.

Serena Jennings stood up to get a cup of water from the dispenser.

She was actually Mrs. Lockwood.

But no one ever called her that.

Thinking about how last night Caleb Lockwood said to her "his person is still hers," only to cohabit with Claire Shaw in their marital home that very night.

Serena Jennings stood by the water dispenser, drinking water, the more she drank, the more bitter her mouth became, and the more her stomach ached.