Chapter 642: Falsely Accused by You
Chapter 642: Chapter 642: Falsely Accused by You
Serena Summers noticed Renee Jennings’s gaze and frowned. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"What’s with that attitude?" Michelle Fuller was not pleased. "Show my friend some respect!"
Serena Summers turned her head and glared at her.
Michelle Fuller glared right back, not to be outdone.
Renee Jennings placatingly patted Michelle Fuller’s head, then asked the two kittens, "So, what happened after she yelled ’Oppa’?"
Pinky and Dottie exchanged a look, and finally, Pinky answered.
"Meow, meow, meow~" Pinky recounted vividly, glancing over at Serena Summers from time to time.
After Pinky finished, Dottie spoke.
"Meow, meow, meow, meow!" Dottie also cried out excitedly.
Serena Summers couldn’t understand what the cats were saying and looked thoroughly irritated. "Miss Jennings, aren’t you going to translate?"
Hearing this, Renee Jennings looked at her with a half-smile. "Miss Summers, do you really have no memory of what happened that night?"
"Yes." Serena Summers nodded, her tone growing more impatient. "If I remembered, would I need to find you?"
"Serena," Mrs. Fuller said with a frown. "You can’t speak like that."
Serena Summers pursed her lips. "Aunt, I don’t mean any harm. I’m just anxious."
Mrs. Fuller looked at Renee Jennings, her expression softening considerably. "Renee, what did Pinky and Dottie say?"
Renee Jennings began to speak slowly. "Well, according to Pinky and Dottie, the boy who took Miss Summers home did not do anything inappropriate to her."
"How is that possible?" Serena Summers immediately grew agitated, her tone filled with doubt. "If he didn’t do anything inappropriate, then who stripped my clothes off?"
Renee Jennings said calmly, "You did."
"What?" Serena Summers felt as if she’d heard something ridiculous. "Are you kidding me?"
Michelle Fuller started laughing. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Talk about the thief crying ’stop thief!’ That guy is so unlucky, getting saddled with blame like this from you. So tragic! So tragic!"
"What nonsense are you spouting?" Serena Summers’s face darkened.
"Michelle isn’t spouting nonsense," Renee Jennings said lightly. "The boy who took you home is the person you have a crush on."
A subtle change flickered across Serena Summers’s expression.
Renee Jennings continued, "He wasn’t drinking with you all. He just saw you drunk by yourself with someone trying to drag you away, so he kindly took you home."
Serena Summers clenched her fists, her brow tightly furrowed.
"He got you home and was about to leave, but you clung to his leg and kept yelling, ’Oppa, don’t go...’"
"Oppa, please don’t leave me!" A completely smashed Serena Summers hugged the boy’s long leg, confessing her love through tears. "Oppa, saranghae! Why won’t you even give me a second glance?"
The noise of Serena Summers’s return had woken Pinky up. Seeing the scene before her, she quickly shook Dottie awake. "Meow~ Sister, wake up! The drama is starting!"
"Serena Summers, you’re drunk. You should get some rest." The boy’s voice was filled with resignation. "Let go of me."
"Oppa, saranghae!" Serena Summers pressed her face against his leg. "Did you know? I’ve had so many boyfriends, but I was just looking for your likeness in all of them. None of them were really you..."
The boy frowned. "I’m going home. You need to rest."
As soon as he finished speaking, he bent down to pry Serena Summers’s hands away.
But Serena Summers leaned in and forcibly kissed him.
The boy’s face flushed red with anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "Serena Summers, you have no self-respect!"
He no longer cared that she was a girl and forcefully pushed her away. "I don’t like you at all!"
Unexpectedly, Serena Summers fell but quickly scrambled back up. She lunged at the boy, lifted his shirt, and started getting handsy.
The boy was scared to death by her. He kept dodging while saying, "Serena Summers, calm down!"
He finally managed to escape to the door and forcefully pushed back Serena Summers, who was trying to follow him out.
"Oppa, don’t go~ Let’s woohoo~"
The boy closed the door, and worried she might open it and come out, he even waited outside for a while.
Inside, Serena Summers, now even more drunk, stripped off all her clothes while muttering, "Oppa, saranghae! Woohoo, woohoo, hehehe!"
Then she flopped onto the bed and fell fast asleep.
Mrs. Fuller’s face was beet red as she listened. Her brow was tightly furrowed. "Serena, you should really stop drinking from now on!"
Serena Summers also hadn’t expected this to be the truth. She was still muttering, "How is this possible..."
Michelle Fuller was also completely shocked. "My God, Serena Summers, you’re something else. Trying to force yourself on someone when you’re drunk... that’s terrifying."
Serena Summers: "..."
Her expression turned ugly, but her tone was still laced with disbelief. "Impossible. You must be making things up. If that’s really what happened, why didn’t he say so when I asked him?"
Mrs. Fuller sighed. "He didn’t say anything because he’s a decent, respectable, and principled person. He was trying to spare your dignity. But you, on the other hand, had to go and insist that he..."
She looked at her niece, her eyes filled with disappointment. "If it weren’t for Pinky and Dottie as our feline eyewitnesses, that boy would have been baselessly slandered by you."
Serena Summers grumbled unhappily, "Aunt, why are you so quick to believe them? What if Miss Jennings is just helping Michelle and deliberately twisting the truth..."
Hearing this, Michelle Fuller flew into a rage. "Serena Summers, have you had enough? Renee is helping you solve your problem on an empty stomach, and you say something like that? Aren’t you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
Knowing she was in the wrong, Serena Summers didn’t dare to argue back.
Renee Jennings looked at her and asked softly, "Miss Summers, do you like cats?"
"What’s it to you?" Serena Summers’s tone was hostile.
Mrs. Fuller’s tone became more assertive. "Serena, Renee is Michelle’s good friend, which makes her practically a daughter to me. I hope you can change the way you speak."
Serena Summers was seething with anger, but she was still wary of her aunt. The Summers Family’s business relied on her in many ways.
She pursed her lips and said reluctantly, "But whether I like cats or not really has nothing to do with Miss Jennings."
Mrs. Fuller: "I asked you a question, so answer it."
Serena Summers: "They’re okay, I guess. At first, I thought kittens were cute, but after getting them, I realized how much trouble it is to raise cats. They shed all over the house, you have to scoop their poop every day, and regularly buy litter and food..."
She lived alone and only had a cleaning lady come once a week, so she had to take care of the cats all by herself.
Although Serena Summers never explicitly said she disliked them, every word conveyed her distaste for the cats.
"Pinky, Dottie, and I seem to have a connection," Renee Jennings said with a light laugh. "I was wondering if Miss Summers would be willing to part with them? I’d like to adopt Pinky and Dottie, and I’m willing to pay."
When Pinky and Dottie heard this, their eyes instantly lit up.
’We can get a new owner?’
’That would be amazing!’
Serena Summers frowned and asked, "Why do you want to adopt them?"
Mrs. Fuller asked, puzzled, "Serena, if you don’t like cats, why are you keeping them?"