First Love Only? I Left Him First, Now the CEO Can't Let Go novel Chapter 261

Chapter 261: Chapter 261: Your Mom Is Just a Whore

"Please... don’t go..."

"Why? Why... won’t you look at me?"

"Don’t leave me alone..."

In a blur, Caleb Lockwood saw a child around three or four years old.

It was a little boy.

But he couldn’t see the boy’s face clearly.

The little boy lived in a very large house.

But aside from him, there was no one else there.

The empty mansion felt like a haunted house.

How long had it been since he last saw his father?

He didn’t know.

How long had it been since he last saw his mother?

He didn’t know either.

The only person he could see was the servant hired by his parents.

He wouldn’t go hungry; the servant would cook for him.

But when it thundered and rained, he couldn’t snuggle into his parents’ embrace.

He reached out his small, powerless hands as if seeking rescue from the servant.

He hoped the servant would pick him up, kiss him, and comfort him.

"Little master, if you stay inside the house, you won’t be afraid of the thunder."

The servant held the little boy’s hand, led him to the bedroom, sat him on the bed, checked the windows, and then closed the door tightly.

No matter how soundproof the house was, the thunder still roared beside the little boy’s ears. He curled up under the blanket, his small body trembling.

...

Today was the little boy’s birthday.

Usually, the servant would make three dishes, but today she made five.

No cake.

No candles.

Even though their family could afford it.

But no one prepared it for him.

So there was no wish-making.

The little boy knew that even if he wished, it wouldn’t come true.

"Little master, take your time eating!"

The large dining table was filled with dishes; the small boy ate—

All alone.

The little boy ate silently, shedding silent tears.

Every dish tasted a bit bitter.

...

"Auntie, where’s my daddy?"

"Little master, President Lockwood is very busy with work. You need to be understanding and obedient."

...

"Mommy, I miss you..."

"Who’s your mom? Get lost."

...

"Daddy, I want mommy..."

"Want what mommy? Your mom’s just a bitch!"

...

In the dark, the little boy cried out loud.

When he lowered his hands from his reddened eyes, Caleb Lockwood finally saw the little boy’s face clearly.

Suddenly opening his eyes wide, Caleb Lockwood’s terrified gaze reflected a familiar face.

This face made him almost think he was still dreaming.

Serena Jennings had never seen Caleb Lockwood display such an expression.

What kind of dream was it to scare him like this?

She and Caleb Lockwood locked eyes; their gazes met for a long time before the fear in Caleb Lockwood’s eyes gradually faded away.

Caleb Lockwood didn’t ask Serena Jennings why she was here.

More important than the reason was the fact that Serena Jennings appeared before him.

Caleb Lockwood’s memory was actually fragmented.

The final recollection stayed in his mind as the juvenile detention center on a stormy night.

So had he fainted?

Caleb Lockwood couldn’t recall.

He only knew he felt parched, weak, and very uncomfortable.

Without touching his forehead, he knew he must have a fever now.

An IV was administered to his right hand, several medicine bottles hung.

Under Mr. Miller’s pressure, Serena eventually compromised.

She wanted to leave a good impression on Mr. Miller.

Because when she officially takes over the Lockwood Group, she plans to hire Mr. Miller as her assistant.

According to Mr. Miller, Caleb Lockwood was seriously ill, heart-sick.

However, when Serena arrived at The Jade Pavilion, Caleb Lockwood’s temperature was high enough to fry an egg.

At such a time, surely a doctor was more useful than she was.

So she had Mr. Miller contact the Lockwood Family’s private doctor to administer Caleb Lockwood with antipyretics first.

After three bottles of medicine, Caleb Lockwood’s fever finally subsided, and Serena assisted Caleb Lockwood by removing the needle.

"Have you been here with me for long?"

Caleb Lockwood’s soft, magnetic voice brushed against her eardrum.

"I just got here."

Caleb Lockwood seemed momentarily disappointed to hear Serena say that.

But his gaze unintentionally fell on the ashtray by the window.

There were several smoked cigarette butts there.

The kind ladies liked, the slim cigarettes.

The presence of these cigarettes here meant they must be Serena’s.

Back on the Victoria Royal Cruise was the first time Caleb saw Serena smoke, the first time he learned she could smoke.

The number of cigarette butts showed Serena couldn’t have just arrived.

Caleb Lockwood’s naturally smiling lips slowly rose, his chest warming.

"You never smoked before..."

Caleb Lockwood referred to the time after he and Serena Jennings married.

He was tempted to ask Serena if she quit smoking for him back then.

But the words retreated when they reached his lips.

He feared upsetting Serena.

At last, he saw Serena again; at last, Serena was willing to take care of him. He wanted to cherish these moments.

To cherish...

These two words stirred ripples in Caleb Lockwood’s heart.

Serena Jennings initially didn’t understand why Caleb Lockwood mentioned smoking until she saw the cigarette butts in the ashtray.

Those cigarettes were hers.

She realized Caleb Lockwood already knew she wasn’t just arriving, but had been there a long time.