CHAPTER 93: CHAPTER 93: CUCKOLDED

When Felix Shepherd leaned down to kiss her, Serena Jennings decisively pushed him away.

"There are no problems with Caleb Lockwood in that regard."

Feeling that Serena was defending Caleb Lockwood, Felix Shepherd chuckled.

"So, no matter what, the reason you want to divorce him is because he has someone else outside, right?"

"What do you know?"

Serena didn’t believe that Felix Shepherd was completely unaware of her marital situation.

"Claire Shaw... She’s Caleb Lockwood’s high school classmate, also his first love. After graduating high school, Caleb was unilaterally broken up with by Claire Shaw. She went abroad, and now she’s back. Caleb not only created a new jewelry product line for her but also opened a studio. If you say there’s nothing between them, I bet even you wouldn’t believe it?"

Felix Shepherd, being a renowned lawyer, gathered so much information; Serena was not surprised.

"I once tried to catch evidence of him cheating with Claire Shaw, but unfortunately, I failed."

"Even if he didn’t cheat... his actions can still serve as grounds for the breakdown of your marriage."

Felix Shepherd’s words made Serena lift her eyes, enlightened.

Still, Felix Shepherd stopped there and pulled the topic back.

"Since Caleb Lockwood is keeping a mistress outside, you don’t want to make him really wear that big green hat?"

Serena knew, to Felix Shepherd, she was like a piece of meat delivered to his mouth but still out of reach.

"I don’t want to." She shook her head.

"Don’t tell me you still love him even now."

Serena was taken aback, seeing Felix Shepherd laugh so hard he rocked back and forth.

"Didn’t expect you to be so pathetic!"

"I just don’t want Caleb Lockwood to turn around and accuse me of cheating during marriage."

Serena declared righteously.

Felix Shepherd shrugged, knowing well that Serena was making excuses.

"Since you won’t agree to sleep with me, then please go!"

Serena was a bit surprised; she didn’t expect Felix Shepherd to let her go so easily.

"What, you thought I would force myself on you?" Felix Shepherd poured himself a drink, "Rape is a crime; I’m a good citizen who abides by the law. Even if I sleep with someone, there’s a contract between me and my client, mutual consent, fair trade."

Serena found it laughable and felt that Felix Shepherd truly lived up to being a lawyer.

Just as she was about to leave, the door suddenly opened, and a man rushed in.

Seeing Felix Shepherd dressed in a bathrobe, disheveled while drinking on the sofa, the man wasted no words and threw a punch at Felix’s face.

The scene turned chaotic for a while; Serena hurried to intervene.

She never would have imagined Patrick Rhodes appearing here.

"He truly didn’t do anything to you?!"

Patrick Rhodes pointed angrily at Felix Shepherd, who was bruised and battered.

After Serena quickly explained the backstory, the murderous aura around Patrick gradually faded.

Felix Shepherd wiped his bloody nose.

"How did you get in here?"

"This hotel is owned by my family."

Patrick Rhodes answered self-righteously.

"Got it, I won’t be staying here again."

Felix Shepherd entered the wardrobe, changed his clothes, and left the room like a defeated soldier.

Now, Serena was left alone in the room with Patrick Rhodes.

"What’s wrong with you?!"

Serena expected Patrick would console her, but instead, he yelled at her unrestrainedly.

"You’re a woman, meeting a man alone in a hotel at night; don’t you have any sense? Besides, do you know who he is? That Felix Shepherd... the number of women he’s been with could circle the globe. You’re looking for him to handle a case, like a sheep entering a tiger’s den. If I hadn’t come here for work checks and spotted you, do you know what could’ve happened to you tonight?!"

Serena’s ears were nearly deafened by Patrick Rhodes’s booming voice.

She saw Patrick passionately scolding her, out of breath, and face flushed, so she poured him a glass of water.

Patrick still wanted to continue scolding but softened seeing Serena pour water for him.

"Growing up, you’re no child anymore, how can you still have no sense of precaution? There are many lawyers out there, but you chose the one with the worst character..."

After drinking some water, Patrick, who initially had a dry mouth, suddenly found plain water sweet.

Serena stared at the chattering Patrick for a while, then suddenly asked:

"Patrick, why has your attitude towards me changed so much recently? Did something happen?"

Patrick reacted with a shiver.

"Did I? I didn’t!"

Though he said he didn’t, Patrick’s face turned increasingly red, as red as a monkey’s bottom.

Intuition told Serena Patrick was hiding something from her.

Silence fell between them, the atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

Patrick isn’t the type who can keep things to himself, and in the end, he couldn’t hold back, asking Serena:

"Serena, do you... know how to drive?"

"I do!"

Serena nodded.

What kind of question was that? Didn’t Patrick see her pick up the car and notice her driving several times?

"No, I mean... car racing..."

Serena widened her eyes.

At this point, Patrick finally met Serena’s gaze.

He suddenly grabbed Serena’s hand, which startled her.

"Serena, I saw it that day, saw the racing goddess Chloe Linton take off her helmet..."

Before Patrick finished, Serena understood everything.

No wonder Patrick’s attitude towards her improved recently.

"You’re Chloe Linton..."

Clearly a statement, yet Patrick used a questioning tone, leaving Serena speechless with laughter.

Patrick probably found it hard to believe this truth even now!

"Yes, I’m Chloe Linton."

Serena admitted directly, and Patrick was surprised and delighted, his face beaming.

"Goddess, could you sign my shirt?"

Seeing Patrick remove his T-shirt from under his suit right in front of her, Serena felt a little awkward.

"Once you sign it, I won’t wash this shirt anymore."

While signing, Serena thought to herself:

It should be washed!

After the signing, Patrick happily put the T-shirt back on, not feeling any of his actions were inappropriate.

"Why do you use a pseudonym to enter car races anyway?"

Patrick was puzzled.

"A pseudonym..."

Serena didn’t explain, merely murmuring softly.

The names Serena Jennings and Chloe Linton...

Which one is truly the pseudonym, it’s hard to say!

Patrick walked Serena to the hotel downstairs, originally intending to send her home personally, but Serena said she had a car and she’d be fine.

"Then, remember to text me to let me know when you get home safely."

Serena was already in the car, but Patrick still reminded her.

Patrick’s excessive attentiveness and enthusiasm left Serena at a loss.

It almost felt like Patrick was her boyfriend.

Just as the white BMW 3 Series drove away, Patrick turned around and bumped into Caleb Lockwood.

Caleb Lockwood looked at Patrick as if seeing a ghost.

"Am I really that scary?"

"Ah, no. Brother Lockwood, why are you here?"

"You invited me."

After Caleb Lockwood answered, Patrick felt even more awkward.

"Oh right, I invited you, I forgot!"

Caleb Lockwood cast a deep gaze towards where the white BMW 3 Series disappeared.

"What were you just doing?"

"Nothing, really, just a pretty girl asking for directions."

"Is that so."

Caleb Lockwood’s reaction was indifferent, it was hard to tell from his eyes what he felt.

They entered the hotel one after the other, and Patrick suddenly asked:

"Brother Lockwood, are you going to divorce Serena Jennings?"