Chapter 262:I Don’t Like Expired Things Anymore (3)
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Eva looked up and called for Serenity with her childish voice. “Aunt… aunt…”
Serenity sat on the carpet and caressed Eva’s soft hair as she played with the little fellow.
Mrs. Watson placed the fruit platter as well as Serenity’s favorite freshly-squeezed fruit juice on the coffee table.
Serenity noticed Mrs. Watson’s kind gesture and smiled. “Thank you, Mrs. Watson.”
Footsteps came from the stairs and Serenity instinctively turned around to see John coming down. It was the weekend, so he didn’t have to go to work. He wasn���t dressed formally either, donning a thin V-neck shirt paired with flaxen casual pants and a dark green long coat.
John was slightly surprised when he saw Serenity but continued walking down the stairs with steady steps. Selena saw that he was going out and said, “Are you going to the hospital?”
John nodded. “I’m not working today so I’m going over to take a look.”
Serenity looked away when John walked down the last step of the stairs, focusing her attention on playing with Eva Grant. She deliberately tried not to listen to their conversation and acted as if she did not exist.
“It’s almost lunchtime,” said Selena. “How about going after you’ve eaten?”
John glanced at Serenity, who had her back to him and restrained his emotions. “Alright.”
Serenity stood up and grabbed her bag. “Sis, 1 should go back.”
John was about to pass his coat to the servant, but when he heard her words, his hand froze mid-air. He turned to look at her. The moment he said that he would stay for lunch, she was ready to leave in a hurry. Her avoiding him made his heartache.
Selena held her sister’s arm. “Leave after lunch. Let Mrs. Watson cook your favorite dishes.”
“There’s no need. I’ll-”
Before she could finish, John interrupted her and said, “Since your place is on the way to the hospital, I’ll drop you off after lunch.”
Mrs. Watson hung John’s coat on the hanger at the entrance and said, “That’s right, Ms. Serenity. You haven’t eaten my cooking for three years. Don’t you miss my cooking?”
Serenity was out of excuses so she agreed to stay. Mrs. Watson went into the kitchen to get busy.
Serenity and Eva Grant sat on the carpet and played with the toys while Selena and John sat on the sofa and watched television. The atmosphere was quiet and harmonious.
Although John’s gaze was fixed on the television, he occasionally glanced at Serenity from the corner of his eye. Her naturally curly hair was straightened today, looking black and smooth. When she lowered her head, it would always fall in front of her eyes and block her vision. She would tuck it behind her ear each time, revealing her fair and delicate ears as well as the gentle outline of her side profile.
When Eva Grant cleverly pieced the puzzles together, Serenity kissed her cheek. She loved children, no matter whose they were.
Life was dramatic. The man she used to love married another woman and had a child, and now Serenity was with another man’s child.
At the thought of this, she touched her abdomen. There was a little life under her palm, but unfortunately, this child was destined to die.
After more than forty minutes, Mrs. Watson finished cooking so the rest gathered at the dining table. Mrs. Watson smiled and said, “Ms. Serenity, 1 made your favorite chestnut chicken. Try it and see if the taste has changed over the years.”
Whenever Serenity came to the Grant family and stayed for a meal, she would cheekily say, “Mrs. Watson, I want to eat your chestnut chicken..”