CHAPTER 225: CHAPTER 224: THIS IS MY WIFE—SERENA SULLIVAN

"This kind of stuff," those four words carried a strong sense of personal humiliation. Hearing it, Zoe Quinn couldn’t control the tremor in her body; her face turned as white as snow, tears slowly trickled down, and her lips parted as she choked out, "Ethan, brother."

She loved Ethan so deeply; why did he have to humiliate her in front of so many people!

"Ethan Grant!"

Ruth Hale shouted angrily, stepping down the stairs and walking towards Ethan Grant and Serena Sullivan.

"Are you blind to choose a useless person over Zoe!"

She naturally started cursing Serena Sullivan, planning to rush up to Serena and kick her.

With so many reporters around, surely Ethan Grant wouldn’t dare let his bodyguards do anything to her!

With so many people watching, Ethan Grant wouldn’t have the bodyguards do anything! However, he himself could!

As someone drew close, he took a step forward, lifted his foot and kicked Ruth Hale’s body, "Who the hell is useless!"

If Ethan wasn’t there, Ruth wouldn’t touch Serena; now that he’s by her side, how could he allow anyone to bully Serena!

Insults aren’t allowed either!

The kick left the reporters stunned.

Ethan Grant personally hit someone, and it was a woman!

Should they capture this on film, or not, should they report it or not!

Seeing Ethan’s icy gaze sweep over, they shrank back, realizing life is precious, so better not film it.

A good, personal attack, that Ruth should be kicked! "Aunt Ruth!"

Zoe saw Ruth being kicked and couldn’t get up; she ran over crying to help her up.

"Ethan, brother, if you don’t love me anymore, just take it out on me."

Ethan ignored her, pretending not to hear.

What was he thinking back then, finding such a troublemaker to act with him.

Ethan reined in some of his coldness, crouched down in front of Serena, holding her hand with one hand.

Serena was startled and instinctively tried to pull her hand back.

He wouldn’t allow it.

"Let me introduce her."

He raised his head, looking into Serena’s puzzled eyes, his lips curled up in a sweet smile.

"This is my wife—Serena Sullivan!"

Serena was momentarily stunned. Ethan stood up, brought her hand to his lips, and gently kissed it.

After the kiss, feeling it wasn’t enough, he stood up straight and directly kissed her lips.

Throughout the whole process, he did it so naturally, as if he’d practiced it countless times in his heart.

After the kiss, he slowly withdrew, Serena looked at his smiling face, frowned, and called out in a calm voice, "Ethan Grant."

How did it go from talking to kissing!

"It was necessary!"

He gave Serena a smile, turning to face the cameras filming them, "She doesn’t need any other identity!"

Claire Sullivan was soothing Zoe Quinn’s heart before the competition, so he wouldn’t let Serena be upset and ridiculed now.

"Mr. Grant, did you really have no feelings for Zoe Quinn in the past?"

"Over all these years, has the only person in your heart been Miss Serena Sullivan?"

The reporters had so many questions to ask, stepping a few steps closer, holding up their microphones to question Ethan Grant.

Ethan Grant had nothing worth addressing, straightening his suit under the camera’s gaze.

This suit was bought by his wife, wearing it today, it truly fits perfectly.