CHAPTER 62: CHAPTER 62: WRAPPING AN ARM AROUND CLAIRE’S BARE BACK

Serena Jennings took a moment to react to Caleb Lockwood’s words.

Her hand holding the phone was tense.

"What do you mean? What does ’not getting divorced’ mean?"

"Just what it says."

Caleb Lockwood’s indifferent tone infuriated Serena Jennings.

She had waited all day just to wait for the reporters to leave, so she and Caleb Lockwood could proceed with the divorce.

"Caleb Lockwood, are you playing with me?"

"Grandpa is hospitalized."

Serena Jennings’s eyes widened.

"Because...of me?"

The only response Caleb Lockwood gave her was a cold laugh.

This laughter carried two meanings for Serena Jennings.

One was to blame her for making so much noise and agitating Grandpa.

The other was to mock her for thinking too much of herself, being self-important.

Serena Jennings couldn’t tell which one it was.

"Anyway, you haven’t been to work for several days, and you don’t need to come in today either. I’ll send Mr. Miller to pick you up, and we’ll go see Grandpa together."

"...Alright..."

In the end, Serena Jennings agreed.

She had no choice but to agree.

Even if she could disregard Caleb Lockwood’s well-being, she couldn’t disregard Grandpa’s.

Soon, Mr. Miller came to pick up Serena Jennings in the imperial blue Bentley.

Serena Jennings got in the car and casually asked, "No need to pick up Caleb Lockwood?"

"President Lockwood has someone to send him."

Mr. Miller’s answer was vague, but a clear image appeared in Serena Jennings’s mind.

It should be Claire Shaw!

Driving the car, Mr. Miller glanced at Serena Jennings and noticed her expression looked unpleasant, reflecting on whether he had spoken too much.

Meanwhile, Caleb Lockwood was seated in a flashy pink sports car.

Claire Shaw was driving, taking Caleb Lockwood to The Summit Springs Sanatorium.

Lance Lockwood was hospitalized here for convalescence.

"I’m sorry..."

Caleb Lockwood got out of the car, looking apologetically at Claire Shaw.

"Grandpa’s health isn’t good, you know that, I can’t bring you in."

"Hmm...I know Grandpa doesn’t like me..."

Claire Shaw lowered her head, forcing a bitter smile that was close to tears.

"Claire..."

"It’s not your fault, Caleb, you don’t need to feel guilty...I don’t want you to have a falling out with Grandpa over me...I...just being by your side is enough for me..."

Claire Shaw’s eyes reddened, her voice trembled, as she hugged Caleb Lockwood’s waist.

Caleb Lockwood remained silent for a moment, slowly reaching out to draw Claire Shaw’s exposed back.

Beside the imperial blue Bentley, Serena Jennings stood quietly, as if she didn’t exist.

Mr. Miller got out of the car and saw Serena Jennings staring blankly ahead, puzzled, until he saw Claire Shaw intimately embracing Caleb Lockwood.

His expression turned awkward, words of advising Serena Jennings not to watch lingered on his lips.

At this moment, embracing Claire Shaw, Caleb Lockwood turned his head, his dark eyes reflected Serena Jennings standing by the Bentley.

Serena Jennings thought Caleb Lockwood, seeing her come, would let go of Claire Shaw.

However, Caleb Lockwood didn’t.

He remained motionless, arms still around Claire Shaw, and his eyes did not even blink upon seeing her.

Serena Jennings suddenly realized it was herself who was arrogant.

Time seemed to stand still.

At the entrance of The Summit Springs Sanatorium, four people stood still like immobile utility poles.

Only when Claire Shaw let go did Caleb Lockwood retract his arms.

Claire Shaw turned her head, pretending she had just noticed Serena Jennings, and walked over, holding Caleb Lockwood’s hand.

"Serena, I’m leaving Caleb to you. Don’t forget to brew his medicine."

Her comment suggested Caleb Lockwood belonged to her; Serena Jennings remained silent.

Claire Shaw didn’t mind, went back to the car, and took out a large bouquet of fresh flowers.

"These are a token of goodwill for Grandpa, Serena, could you help take them inside?"

Serena Jennings did not take them.

"I’m not a servant."

Claire Shaw deliberately paused, awkwardly looked at Caleb Lockwood.

Caleb Lockwood took the flowers.

"Grandpa will like them."

"That’s good, then I’m leaving."

Claire Shaw waved to Caleb Lockwood, reluctant to part.

Caleb Lockwood didn’t wave but kept his gaze on Claire Shaw.

"Drive safe, text me when you get home."

"Hmm, I will."

He watched Claire Shaw get in the car and the pink sports car disappear at the road’s end.

"Let’s go inside."

Caleb Lockwood finally spoke to Serena Jennings proactively, but the oversized bouquet blocked his face, making it impossible for Serena Jennings to see his expression.

She followed Caleb Lockwood, stepping into the villa, sneezing multiple times due to the pollen.

But Caleb Lockwood didn’t notice or ask.

The scenery here was beautiful, the air was fresh, perfect for a vacation.

As the sky darkened, the three-sided mountain-surrounded spa resort lit up, becoming even more tranquil.

Caleb Lockwood remained silent, seemingly with nothing to say to Serena Jennings.

"Caleb Lockwood, the matter of the divorce..."

Serena Jennings couldn’t help but speak, seeing Caleb Lockwood move the bouquet blocking his face aside.

This time, she finally saw Caleb Lockwood’s expression.

Caleb Lockwood had naturally smiling lips, even when not smiling, his lips naturally curved upwards, giving a faint smile impression.

Yet, at this moment, Caleb Lockwood’s lips were drooping.

This expression looked more like he was angry.

"If you don’t want Grandpa to be infuriated to death, don’t mention a word."

Caleb Lockwood’s tone wasn’t heavy, and remained as indifferent and lacking emotion as always.

Serena Jennings knew very well what Caleb Lockwood meant by "don’t mention a word."

Divorce...

Today it wasn’t happening.

The civil affairs bureau had long closed.

Serena Jennings sighed inwardly.

Though it was hospitalization, the spa rehabilitation center wasn’t a hospital, and the room Lance Lockwood stayed in bore no resemblance to a ward, but rather resembled a luxurious palace.

In the room, both Arthur Lockwood and Lilian Young were present.

If it were usual times, neither of them would show Serena Jennings a good face.

Especially Lilian Young.

Either criticizing her for arriving too late or scolding her for coming empty-handed.

Yet this time, unexpectedly to Serena Jennings, Lilian Young didn’t scold her, even proactively grabbed a chair, letting her sit by Grandpa’s bedside.

Arthur Lockwood also broke character, handing her a tissue considerately when she sneezed.

Serena Jennings was astounded.

Three years in marriage, such treatment had never occurred, moreover before today, Arthur Lockwood had personally prepared her and Caleb Lockwood’s divorce agreement.

"Grandpa, how do you feel?"

Lance Lockwood immediately sat up upon hearing Serena Jennings had arrived.

Serena Jennings observed Lance Lockwood, though weak, his spirits were fine, and gradually felt relieved.

"Serena...have you been wronged these days?"

Serena Jennings didn’t know if Lance Lockwood’s "wronged" referred to the baseless online insults, or Arthur Lockwood’s demand that Caleb Lockwood divorce her.

Perhaps, both.

"Don’t worry, Grandpa is old, not dead!"

While saying this, Serena Jennings distinctly noticed Lance Lockwood fiercely glaring at his own son.

Arthur Lockwood looked embarrassed.

Therefore, surely the change in Arthur Lockwood and Lilian Young’s attitude towards her was due to the old man’s pressure.

Serena Jennings was grateful to Lance Lockwood for standing up for her, but presumed Caleb Lockwood’s saying the marriage wouldn’t end was due to this.

"Serena..."

Lance Lockwood’s kind voice disrupted Serena Jennings’s stray thoughts.

"This time, the Lockwood Family owes you, request any compensation you wish for, even if it’s the moon, Grandpa will find a way to give it to you."

Serena Jennings was amused by Lance Lockwood’s earnestly pledged promise.

"I don’t want anything, I don’t need compensation...all I want is for you, Grandpa, to be healthy, stronger than anything."

"You have the sweetest mouth, much better than that Caleb kid." Lance Lockwood laughed with Serena Jennings, easing the formerly tense atmosphere in the room.

"However, someone went too far this time, even Grandpa couldn’t bear it, you must be compensated, tell me, what do you want?"

Realizing Lance Lockwood was serious, Serena Jennings’s smile waned.

"I want..."

Divorce.

Raising her eyelids, she glanced at Caleb Lockwood.