Hawthorne Manor.
Silas Hawthorne supported Serena Sterling’s waist, feeling her trembling with emotion, and he held her tightly.
He brushed away the sweat-dampened hair from her face and kissed her.
Serena panted softly; that night, they had been on and off, going several rounds.
She looked at Silas Hawthorne before her, the tips of his hair slightly damp with sweat, his eyes full of desire.
She had taken this step.
The person she was with now was Silas Hawthorne, not Julian Lawson.
The sky outside was turning faintly white as she reached out to touch his face.
"Silas." She softly called his na.
"Mm, I’m here." He said and kissed her, his passionate hand supporting her waist, pressing closer.
Serena’s mouth twitched slightly, and she reached out to push him.
"No more," she said.
But Silas coaxed her, "Serena, just one more ti."
Serena felt very tired and sowhat unwilling.
Silas’s hand caressed her lower abdon, his voice sexy and hoarse: "Serena, shall we have a child?"
Serena’s body tensed slightly, and sadness welled up in her heart.
The two children she once lost had always been a pain in her heart.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say sothing, but couldn’t.
She looked up at Silas Hawthorne, who was gazing at her, his eyes full of love.
"Will you, Serena?" he asked, his voice gentle, "A child that belongs to both of us."
Serena’s nose felt slightly sour, and her eyes turned red.
"Silas," she called his na.
"Mm?" he responded softly.
"I might... not be able to have children anymore," she said.
Silas Hawthorne didn’t imdiately respond this ti.
He had known about her physical condition for a long ti.
Silas’s hand on Serena’s waist tightened slightly.
It was all Julian Lawson’s doing!
The hatred for Julian Lawson churned in his heart, making him want to erase every trace of Julian from her body.
Jealousy and possessiveness surged in his heart.
But in the end, he pushed those feelings down, kissed her gently, and said, "Serena, I’ll try harder, the child... will co."
As he spoke, he kissed her again.
"I will work really hard." He continued.
Serena understood what he ant, but her body...
She had been with Julian Lawson for so long and never conceived again until later...
But in the end, that child was lost.
She had fallen down the stairs, which caused her to lose the child.
The dark stairway that day, Julian’s retreating figure without a glance back, was still vivid in her mind.
Later, at the hospital.
She took the chance when Bianca Lynch and Ethan Lynch weren’t around to secretly consult other doctors.
She asked about related issues.
The answers she received couldn’t make her happy.
Although Bianca often comforted her, saying that with proper care, she might conceive again in the future.
They were very good friends, and Serena could sense the true aning in Bianca’s words.
There was a chance of conceiving, but the hope was slim.
Serena looked at Silas Hawthorne before her, suddenly wondering if she had made a mistake.
If he wanted a child connected by blood, and she couldn’t give that, what would happen?
Silas saw the change in her expression and understood her thoughts.
He kissed her and said, "Silly girl."
"Serena, a long, long ti ago, I told you that I know about your physical condition."
He looked into her eyes and said seriously, "Serena, I love you, and my purpose is not to have a child."
"I love you, love you for who you are, Serena Sterling, not for anything else."
His eyes held a trace of heartbreak.
Perhaps because of her past experiences, she always got used to making exchanges.
But love and affection cannot be asured by those things.
Looking at Serena with her eyes slightly lowered, her long eyelashes hiding her true emotions.
He smiled and said, "We have Seraphina, having another would just be icing on the cake."
"Besides, Bianca Lynch also said that there’s still a chance of conceiving."
He kissed her again and said, "Just because it didn’t work with Julian Lawson doesn’t an it won’t with ."
Serena glared at him playfully.
Her previously somber mood was lifted.
He leaned closer to her, his breath warm.
He said, "Don’t have any psychological burdens; if ultimately there still isn’t a child, it’s my problem, not yours."
He paused briefly, his voice deepened, "Serena, move to the master bedroom with ."
Although recently Silas Hawthorne had been staying in this bedroom with her, one day she might ask him to leave.
Agreeing to move to the master bedroom with him was equivalent to another form of agreent.
Serena looked at Silas Hawthorne, and the faint light from the bedroom cast on his face made him look even more handso.
After thinking for a mont, Serena finally nodded.
The next mont, he kissed her.
The temperature in the bedroom boiled once again...
After a long while, she pushed him, a bit annoyed: "Really, no more."
Silas Hawthorne chuckled softly with a "Mm" and then carried her to the bathroom to wash up.
He washed her, dried her off, placed her back on the big bed, and handed her a cup of warm water.
"Sleep now," he said.
Serena’s eyelids couldn’t stay open any longer, and she soon fell into a deep sleep.
Silas Hawthorne lay beside her, holding her in his arms, feeling his heart filled, very happy.
...
Ti slowly passed.
At Vera Hansen’s residence, she hadn’t slept the whole night.
She kept thinking about what exactly Serena had in her hands.
She had eavesdropped on Vera Hansen’s analysis before.
Vera Hansen believed Serena was just bluffing.
But she didn’t dare to chance it.
After thinking all night, she took out her voice recorder.
These days, she always carried the voice recorder, recording secretly whenever she had the chance.
But Vera was quite cautious; she noticed her secretly making phone calls a few tis but didn’t dare get closer.
She put on headphones and pressed the play button.
She needed to listen to what she’d recorded over the past few days and sort it out; if she could get sothing particularly useful, everything would be settled.
The day was already bright; the streets were bustling with people coming and going.
The city was operating busily.
At 9 a.m., Vera Hansen appeared at Vivian’s Floral Studio on ti.
Because the charity sale had been previewed in the live stream yesterday, people were surrounding the place in layers.
Passersby, fans, onlookers, dia marketing accounts... and so on, everyone was there.
Connor Goldsmith also brought his team along.
Guiding public opinion had to be done by their own people.
Vera Hansen asked the previously arranged people to maintain order and felt slightly at ease after seeing Connor Goldsmith among the crowd.
As discussed yesterday, she intended to organize a charity sale here.
She spent the whole of last night planning.
Serena dared to threaten her, even using a countdown to frighten her.
If so, she would make Serena realize Serena’s threats would only turn into her own popularity—her stepping stone!
Through this charity sale, not only could she redeem her reputation, but she could also use Serena as leverage to earn a fortune!
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