CHAPTER 221: CHAPTER 221: SERENA, MOVE IN AND LIVE WITH ME

The people online were buzzing, discussing the details one by one.

"It makes sense. If Julian Lawson allowed her in, why is Julian Lawson and Serena’s wedding photo still hanging?"

"Yeah, yeah, although Julian Lawson tops the scumbag list, he wouldn’t like others probing into his private life, right?"

"Also, the stuff in the main bedroom is clearly not tidied up, not in an open state."

"So did Vera Hansen sneak in on her own? Deliberately change Serena’s previous wedding room for live streaming? That’s just disgusting!"

...

Just as everyone was debating, someone released the scene when Secretary Chaucer broke in.

This made it even more evident.

Secretary Chaucer definitely has the villa’s password, whether he had it before or now. Without Julian Lawson’s orders, he wouldn’t act like that.

With the need to break in, it shows someone was blocking the door from inside.

"What exactly is going on here, can someone tell me?"

But no one spoke up, chaos ensued.

...

On the other side.

The car sped along the road.

In front was the Bentley carrying Serena and Silas Hawthorne, followed by the Porsche driven by Ian Yates.

Serena and Silas Hawthorne sat in the back seat, she fiddled with the ring on her middle finger and touched the heart-shaped pendant on her chest.

A smile played on her lips.

"Are you tired?" Silas Hawthorne asked with a laugh, reaching for Serena’s left hand, pinching one finger then another, holding her hand tightly, reluctant to let go.

Lately, Serena was already busy with Seraphina’s matters, the second product launch, which she dedicated much effort to, and today’s unexpected incident drained her energy.

"Yeah, a bit." Serena replied softly.

Right after she spoke, she felt his large hand supporting her head, resting it against his shoulder.

At first, her body was tense, a bit nervous, but he gently patted her arm, like coaxing a child to sleep.

It made her want to laugh.

"Do you coax your little brother and sister like this?" Serena couldn’t help but ask aloud.

"Huh?" Silas Hawthorne looked at her in slight surprise.

Serena burst into laughter.

Her laughter was contagious, making Silas Hawthorne laugh as well. Understanding her meaning, he pinched her cheek.

"June and Ayo were taken care of by my mom and the nanny, I’ve never coaxed them to sleep." Silas Hawthorne said with a smile.

"But."

Before Serena could say anything, Silas Hawthorne’s smile deepened.

He said, "I often coax Mimi to sleep like this."

Mimi was the chubby ragdoll cat.

"To be precise, it likes when I tap it like this and scratch its chin."

He reached out as if to scratch Serena’s chin.

Serena slapped his hand away.

She glared at him.

"Well, you actually think of me as your ragdoll at home!"

Silas Hawthorne burst into laughter for some reason.

He pinched her cheek, chuckling, "You do resemble it more."

"Especially recently Ayo trained it at home every day, taught it to learn the ’Open, open, let the situation turn around!,’ it had just this expression, exactly like when you glare at me now."

Silas Hawthorne said while looking at Serena, his eyes filled with amusement.

Her round eyes seemed slightly annoyed, glaring at him, truly looking alike.

Serena was intentionally playing around with him, hearing this, and thinking about it, she couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

The driver upfront watched the two, smiling contentedly.

Just as such, playful and joyful, it was very nice and blissful.

Messing around for a while, Silas Hawthorne placed her head back on his shoulder.

"Once Seraphina’s paperwork is completed, you, Aunt Sheila, and Seraphina can move to my place."

"There are several buildings at home, so you can live separately with Aunt Sheila but together in the entire estate, thus making follow-up visits easier."

Silas Hawthorne was aware of the relationship between Serena and Sheila Jenkins.

Also, he knew her feelings towards Sheila Jenkins were complicated.

He tightened his hold on her shoulder, "Serena, let me take care of you, alright?"

Serena lifted her head.

He had just said this earlier.

Moving in together would mean cohabiting.

Although she trusts Silas Hawthorne won’t force her to share the same room, it’s still different from being alone.

"Do you need more time to think?" As Serena pondered, Silas Hawthorne’s voice reached her, cautious, he said, "Or perhaps... you aren’t willing?"

Serena refocused her gaze.

She looked at Silas Hawthorne, with the street scene behind him retreating swiftly.

She had already agreed to his engagement proposal.

Living under the same roof was just that.

What she told Julian Lawson earlier was also her own realization.

The past is past; cherish the present.

"No." Serena smiled, "I was thinking about going back to pack things."

"Later, I’ll have Mrs. Walsh bring people over to pack." He held her face and kissed her forehead.

"No rush." Silas Hawthorne said, although it wasn’t true, he was indeed eager, longing to press the fast-forward button.

"Take a break for a while; Jasper Ford and the others suggested dining together tonight."

With that, Silas Hawthorne pulled her into his arms again.

"Hmm." Serena found it amusing, but slowly drifted off to sleep as she leaned on him.

...

In the Porsche behind.

Ian Yates drove while stealing glances at Julian Lawson’s expression beside him.

Julian Lawson was watching the live stream content he missed due to poor signals.

The more he watched, the more forcefully he clenched his phone, especially when viewing the bathroom and master bedroom, his knuckles turned white, and veins popped on the back of his hand.

His face turned dark.

Ian Yates sneaked glances, cautiously said, "Jude Chaucer saw your message, but then Vera Hansen mentioned cutting off the live stream, Jude Chaucer said he couldn’t reach you so he contacted me."

"Both of us thought if the platform cuts Vera Hansen’s stream then, the mud would only be slung onto Serena, so we went to break down the door."

"Jude Chaucer flickers in the camera, letting netizens know he was the one to cut off streaming, not Serena."

"After cutting the stream, Jude Chaucer questioned her; I quickly brought people over."

Julian Lawson nodded, gloomily responding with a sound.

He knows, indeed, that was the best choice at the time.

The two fell silent, the car was moving on the road.

The surroundings kept retreating.

After a long while, a red light ahead, Ian Yates suddenly asked, "So Julian, did Vera Hansen go by herself? You didn’t allow it."

Julian Lawson gave Ian Yates a look.

Ian Yates panicked a bit, quickly explained, "I only mean, how did she get in."

"Just now, as I came over, Jude Chaucer was still questioning her."

Julian Lawson withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, eyes slightly drooped, he also wanted to know how Vera Hansen managed to get in!

The red light turned green ahead, while starting the car, Ian Yates muttered, "Silas Hawthorne actually proposed, Serena agreed to the engagement, will they really get married in the future?"

Julian Lawson looked ahead at the road.

Would they... really get married?