Peter, Patrick Rhodes, and Lana Xavier left the hospital room one after another, with Lana being forcibly dragged away by Patrick.
Only Caleb Lockwood and Serena Jennings remained in the room.
It felt much emptier.
"Caleb Lockwood, Lana is not..."
"Do you think, just like Lana Xavier, that I’ve never visited you, not paid a penny of your dical expenses, is that right?"
Caleb Lockwood interrupted Serena Jennings, choosing to say what he wanted first.
Serena heard Caleb’s tone and implication, which seed like Lana Xavier had wronged him.
But she didn’t want to make blind guesses by herself.
Having hoped presumptuously only to end up disappointed — she had experienced this too many tis before.
"I don’t know."
Serena replied truthfully.
Caleb laughed lightly, the sound tinged with self-deprecation.
"The doctor said you are fine in other aspects, only the leg needs rehabilitation. It’s not suitable to continue staying here, so I’ve arranged a transfer for you."
Serena’s eyes widened.
"Transfer to where?"
"A newly opened rehabilitation center."
"No, I don’t want to go, I can recuperate my leg at ho."
Serena wasn’t necessarily afraid of the rehabilitation center; she just inexplicably didn’t want to go where Caleb had arranged for her.
Caleb didn’t force Serena.
He had asked the doctor, who suggested it was best for Serena’s injured left leg to rehabilitate using proper equipnt at a rehabilitation center for faster recovery and less risk of aftereffects.
Caleb could have told Serena all this, but with words ready to be spoken, he suddenly changed his mind:
"Going to the rehabilitation center will help you recover faster, and the sooner you recover, the sooner we can get a divorce, plus the LD Jewelry Fashion Week is coming."
Serena was convinced by Caleb’s words and transferred on the sa day.
She could tell that Caleb was also eager for the divorce.
It should be because of the good news with Claire Shaw.
Zenith Rehabilitation Center.
This rehabilitation center just opened recently, rebuilt and expanded from the original sanatorium with new decorations and cutting-edge dical equipnt, aiming to beco an internationally top-tier recovery hospital.
Serena beca its first and only patient.
The environnt here was stunningly beautiful, with rooms fully equipped with furniture and appliances, advanced dical equipnt giving more of a royal European modern facility feel rather than a rehab center.
However, it’s managed under a closed system, with idle personnel not allowed to enter.
Upon transferring, Serena packed her suitcase with the necessary items, including design sketches and tools for making jewelry samples.
And of course, the divorce agreent.
The divorce agreent in three copies was already signed by her, but not yet by Caleb.
Initially, she planned to bring it to the Civil Affairs Bureau for Caleb’s signature, but then many things happened unexpectedly.
Serena placed the divorce agreent on the nightstand, waiting for Caleb to arrive so he could sign it first.
Her room only saw the doctor and caregivers co in; she didn’t think they’d be interested in a divorce agreent.
Dusk fell on City A, neon lights sparkling, excess was in the air.
A group of people walked out in groups of twos and threes from the Harmony Grand Hotel.
Among them was Claire Shaw.
She was attending a reunion tonight.
The reunion of City A’s First High School, except Caleb Lockwood and Patrick Rhodes were absent.
Because Ian Blackwood had returned.
Tonight’s reunion was actually a hocoming for Ian Blackwood.
And where Ian Blackwood is, Caleb Lockwood is absolutely not invited.
"Want to go for so more drinks?"
Among all those classmates, Ian Blackwood only said this to Claire Shaw.
Through the gold-rimd glasses perched on his high nose, Claire saw Ian’s lazy and mischievous smile in his elongated eyes.
"Sure!"
She smiled sweetly.
Tonight, she deliberately dressed up, from hairstyle to makeup, even attire, all in pink tones — sweet and innocent — like she was in Ian’s mory during high school.
Claire Shaw and Ian Blackwood walked into a bar together, just the two of them.
If possible, Claire really didn’t want to be alone with Ian.
Because Ian has problems.
In high school, Ian Blackwood and Caleb Lockwood were extres in their class, yet they both ended up in similar paths.
One was so outstanding that people couldn’t help but look up to him, so surrendering willingly.
The other was feared and had gathered a group of followers.
At that ti, she was already Caleb Lockwood’s girlfriend, yet Ian Blackwood kept pursuing her, devotedly good to her, willing to do anything for her.
Ian Blackwood also ca from a wealthy family, but Claire Shaw didn’t like him.
Because she had witnessed Ian beat soone into hospitalization over a disagreent, nearly causing death in the ergency room.
The bar’s lights were dim, Claire Shaw and Ian Blackwood sat close at the counter.
No need to look to know Ian was staring at her.
"Judging by your expression, is sothing bothering you? Is it about Caleb Lockwood?"
Ian’s question was straightforward, saving Claire the trouble.
Claire’s long lashes fell, looking delicate and pitiful.
She knew Ian loved this expression most.
"I do have sothing bothering , and no one to talk to about it..."
Before Claire could finish speaking, Ian had already grabbed her hand.
She feigned alarm, imdiately withdrawing her hand.
"Don’t do this, I’m... I’m not single right now..."
"But I heard you and Caleb Lockwood broke up."
"No... not really..."
Claire hesitated, appearing teary-eyed.
Ian promptly took out a tissue and gentlemanly wiped her tears.
"What’s going on, tell about it!"
Claire gazed at Ian with red eyes, her large watery eyes brimming with emotion.
"It’s about this one thing..."
Zenith Rehabilitation Center.
Today, Serena Jennings argued with Caleb Lockwood.
On the phone.
She unintentionally overheard caregivers chatting, discovering that the new rehabilitation center she stayed in was actually owned by Claire Shaw’s parents, with investnt from The Lockwood Group.
Previously ntioned business Caleb had with Claire Shaw’s parents was exactly about this rehabilitation center.
"I don’t want to recover at so mistress’s rehabilitation center, living here disgusts !"
This is what Serena said to Caleb over the phone.
"Serena, stop being unreasonable."
This was Caleb’s last statent to her on the phone.
Serena angrily hung up, limping to the front desk wanting to process discharge.
"I’m sorry Miss Jennings, your discharge cannot be processed." said the front desk with a fake smile.
"Why?"
"It was President Lockwood’s instructions; you must receive proper rehabilitation treatnt here."
Serena knew it was pointless to argue with a front desk clerk.
She hobbled directly towards the main entrance.
Two uniford security guards stopped her.
"Miss Jennings, please return!"
Serena laughed angrily.
Was she here for rehabilitation or being held under house arrest?!
"I’m leaving here today, no matter what!"
The mont she finished speaking, a voice suddenly ca from the entrance:
"I can take you away."
Turning to the source, Serena saw an unfamiliar man.
The man was in a suit, tall with a high nose, wearing gold-rimd glasses, smiling warmly with an elegant gentlemanly deanor.
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