Obsessive CEO’s Sinful Wife

Aria’s countenance changed abruptly. Grayson, on the other hand, had already slapped Serenity hard across her face.

“How dare you speak like that?!” Grayson berated. “You’re the one who killed someone and got thrown into prison! Do you know how much trouble this family got into because of you?! You have no future left, so now you want to drag your sister down with you?!”

His eyes were filled with disgust for this daughter of his. He recalled how impressed his friends had been back when they had gained a connection with the Shaw family, and he was then reminded of how humiliated he had felt after that when Serenity had gotten into trouble!

One side of Serenity’s face was burning with pain, yet her eyes remained perfectly still and unperturbed, almost as if none of what had just happened mattered to her.

“I only came here to pay my respects to my mother’s ashes, but now I think I’d better get my mother’s urn out of here. She doesn’t have to be here anymore, and I will never set foot in this house ever again.”

After finishing her sentence, Serenity turned and left the place she had once called home.

This ‘home’ no longer had a place for her.

***

When Serenity returned to her place, the whole room was completely dark, and none of the lights were on. She turned the light switch on, and the scene that greeted her was that of an empty room.

It was clear at a glance that there was no one inside the small hundred-square-foot room.

Where was Jack? Had he left? The thought made her feel a little empty. Was she really all alone, after all?

She smiled wryly. Just as she was about to turn around and close the door, she saw a tall figure slowly walking toward her, which made her freeze.

It was Jack! And he was still wearing the same shabby clothes, but he was holding a plastic bag in his hand. His thick bangs covered up almost half of his face, making it hard to see what he really looked like at a glance. But Serenity knew that beneath those bangs was a dashingly handsome face.

that really be…

one bit, yet she had brought him home just like that. She knew it was an impulsive move, and perhaps even

and done, humans were social

reason, to Serenity, it was the most beautiful sound she had

sounded stiff as she said, “I… I thought you were never coming

stared at her and replied, “I just went out to

noticed that there were two big buns in the plastic bag

now, I… I’m going to pay my respects to my mother’s ashes. Today is the

out some candles and incense sticks from her bag and placed a framed photo on the shelf. Within the frame was a black and white photo of a woman aged around 30 years old. She looked

sticks before respectfully bowing at the urn

on my own

who was smiling but with misty eyes. The light from the candle and the ceiling light danced

too many gorgeous women in his life. In fact, Mira Hall, his former

had read through her background information before, so he knew that today was the anniversary of her mother’s death. However, why would a woman fresh out of prison sweeping the streets for a living say that her life

she said in a gentle voice, “I have someone by

around, and her almond-shaped eyes focused on him. Under the flickering candlelight, she looked calm and composed, yet at the same time, perfectly happy and content. It was just as if his presence

moment, she turned back to the photo of the woman and added, “So, you see, my life really is going very well,

an incense stick for her mother. She then stood there in respectful silence, looking at

fifteen minutes, the incense was all burnt out, so Serenity blew out the candle and told Jackson, “Let’s go. I’ll clean the place up a little and make us

“Okay,” he replied.

an egg and a tomato from the fridge. Then, she quickly rustled up a pot of tomato egg drop soup, which was then paired with the bun Jackson had bought, and that was their dinner for the

she started asking as they were eating, “What

could find. If I can’t find anything to

Serenity figured he must have suffered a lot in the past. After all, no one who was not at their wit’s end would sit