Chapter 143 - Chapter 143: Even if I Have to Get Married, I Wouldn’t Marry You
Chapter 143: Even if I Have to Get Married, I Wouldn’t Marry You
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The night was cool yet hazy as the neon lights lit up Andalas.
In the living room of the Rivers residence, Selena and Helena Turner were playing with Eva Grant. Eva was almost two years old and could already speak a few simple words. Although they usually came out more like babbles, one could still understand her if one listened carefully.
John sat on the single-seater sofa with a cup of tea in his hands, watching the television absentmindedly while occasionally glancing at the entrance. The laughter entering his ears could not calm the restlessness in his heart.
Selena fed Eva Grant a few broken pieces of biscuits and looked up at John. She saw him staring at the entrance in a daze. Selena looked out the window and noticed that the sky was already dark.
Then, she turned to the clock on the wall and saw that it was already nine o’clock. “Why isn’t Serene back yet?”
Helena Turner touched Eva Grant’s fair and tender cheek and said, “She’s just a secretary. I don’t know why always has so many social events to attend.”
John was still in a daze as he held the cup of water, not noticing that the cup of water was about to spill out. He did not even hear the conversation between the two of them.
Selena called Serenity with the house landline but no one picked up. After hanging up the phone with slight disappointment, she took the cup from John’s hand and placed it on the coffee table. “No one picked up Serene’s phone and I’m afraid something might have happened to her. 1 think you should go look for her.”
John looked up at her blankly. His eyes were dark as if he was asking her what she wanted to say.
Selena repeated herself and he finally stood up, albeit slowly, and walked out of the hall.
But then, the carved gates of the Rivers residence slowly opened as Calvin Gilbert drove in, rustling the parasol trees on both sides of the driveway with the night wind.
He parked the car and got out to open the car door for Serenity. He carefully watched her get out of the car with limited mobility. “Are you sure you’ll be alright?”
“Will you carry me otherwise?” Her feet and stomach hurt. Pain and suffering were her current status.
Calvin Gilbert’s eyes lit up as he rubbed his chin and said, “Then I’ll suffer a loss since 1 let you take advantage of me.”
Serenity didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Wasn’t he the one taking advantage of her?
Calvin Gilbert supported her. “I don’t dare to carry you on my back. If your parents see us like that and insist that 1 take responsibility for it, wouldn’t I lose more than 1 gain?”
There was something wrong with his logic. Was she that unattractive for him to be so unwilling?
“Everyone in Andalas knows how infamous you are, Mr. Gilbert. But no matter who 1 marry, I won’t marry you, lest 1 have to divorce in the future.”
The two of them chatted as they walked. “Are you afraid that I will neglect you? Or are you afraid of staying alone in an empty house?”
Serenity had just looked up only to see John standing on the steps outside the living room. He was wearing casual clothes against the bright crystal lights of the living room, making him look lean and tall.
His face was hidden in the darkness so she could not tell what kind of expression he had on his face. But she knew he was looking at them.
Calvin Gilbert saw him too and raised his hand. “John.”
John had been watching them since they got out of the car. Although he didn’t know what they were talking about as they walked, he saw her smile that was so sweet and soft like a white lotus blooming in the night.
How long had it been since he last saw her smile like that?
Probably three years ago, when she was still her carefree self and was generous with her smile and laughter that reminded him of gardenias and bells.
Back then, as long as she was by his side, he would be in a good mood. They were pure and happy..