Serena quickly extended her small hands to press against his strong chest, trying to push him away.
Mr. Crawford held her slender waist tightly, unwilling to let go. Amidst their tangled lips and tongues, he let out a hoarse voice, "Come to my place tonight, hmm? You’ve been away from Aethelgard for quite some time, and I haven’t been with a woman during this period. I’ve missed you..."
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Earlier at the palace, she hid beside his leg like a little kitten, with her orchid-like breath spraying on his sensitive spot, making his waist tingle.
Serena dodged his heated and aggressive kisses everywhere, randomly thinking that she hadn’t been away from Aethelgard for long, how come he...
"Hayden Crawford, let me go."
Hayden’s kisses reached her long hair, inhaling the fragrance mesmerized, "Get in my car."
Serena twisted in his embrace, making small movements, fearing to anger him lest he revealed the Sky Sword secret. To Hayden, it seemed she was playing hard to get, her lithe body like a water snake rubbing against his upright figure, sparking a trail of fire.
He wanted to scoop her up in his arms and take her directly to his luxury car, intending to take her home.
He could take her home, but stopping by a hotel to rent a room was also fine, ultimately wishing to throw her forcefully onto a large bed.
At this moment, a chill ran down Hayden’s back, as if cold water was sprayed on him.
Soon, a childish voice sounded in his ear, "Handsome Uncle, bullying women isn’t a good skill, let go of my mommy."
Hayden paused, quickly turning around to find little Pip entering his view.
Little Pip had come, holding a toy gun, and it was he who sprayed water on Hayden just now.
Hayden looked at little Pip, his pupils slightly contracting. It was this little one, the one he saw at the airport.
The first time he met, this little one pointed a toy gun at his heart, making him raise his hands.
Hayden turned his head, looking at Serena beside him, "This little guy is your son?"
Serena’s long eyelashes fluttered wildly. She hadn’t expected the elusive little Pip to appear suddenly, and meet his biological daddy, Hayden.
"Pip, why are you here?" Serena quickly ran over, reaching to hold little Pip, shielding him in her embrace and blocking Hayden’s sight.
Hayden’s handsome brow furrowed with a layer of cold frost, Serena was now so nervously shielding little Pip, full of vigilance towards him, clearly fearing he might hurt her son.
Hayden had already suspected little Pip’s identity at the airport that day because little Pip looked very much like Serena; his handsome and unparalleled features carried Serena’s shadow, making him suspect at that time that little Pip was her son.
It turned out to be true.
Even though he had psychologically prepared himself, Hayden’s hands hanging at his side clenched tightly into fists. This was her and Seth Sullivan’s son!
The events more than three years ago resurfaced in his mind. Hayden always thought he had healed, but today he realized the wound in his heart was still bloody, still causing him heart-wrenching pain.
Serena had aborted his child back then, yet gave birth to Seth Sullivan’s son!
Hayden looked at little Pip, knowing this three-year-old child was a genius like young Caden, not only a sharpshooting prodigy but also a top computer hacker.
Her and Seth Sullivan’s son turned out to be so outstanding!
She actually gave Seth Sullivan such an outstanding son!
"Mommy, don’t be afraid, with me here, Handsome Uncle won’t dare bully you." Little Pip didn’t need Serena’s protection. Instead, he shielded Serena behind him.
Holding the toy gun, little Pip’s big, bright eyes looked at Hayden, "Handsome Uncle, if you want to bully my mommy, you have to go through me first. Are you willing to have a man-to-man showdown with me?"
Hayden looked at the finely crafted yet imposing little Pip, smiling and curving his thin lips, "Little one, you’re not my opponent yet. Come to challenge me in twenty years."
Little Pip sensed the disdain from the Handsome Uncle and immediately furrowed his delicate brows into caterpillars.
Suddenly, Hayden felt that little Pip’s angry look was somewhat like his son, young Caden Crawford.
Now Serena quickly spoke up, "Little Pip, you’ve misunderstood, Handsome Uncle wasn’t bullying me, we were just... discussing things."
Little Pip, after all, was Hayden’s son. Serena didn’t want the father and son to have a conflict in their first meeting, so she told a little white lie.
"Huh? Really? But I clearly saw Handsome Uncle kissing Mommy just now..." Little Pip’s big eyes rolled around. Even the highest IQ child couldn’t comprehend the adult world of love, "Could it be that Mommy and Handsome Uncle were having a love clap just now?"
"Love clap?" Serena was puzzled.
Little Pip nodded vigorously, "Yes, Grandma says love clapping means slap, slap, slap."
"..." Serena’s beautiful face turned crimson red, why did mommy tell little Pip such things, she quickly reached out to cover little Pip’s small mouth, preventing him from speaking any further nonsense.
"Mr. Crawford, I have things to do, so I’m leaving now." Serena carried little Pip onto the luxury van, which sped away.
She left with her son.
Initially, Hayden wanted to bring Serena back for the night, but little Pip interrupted, taking Serena away, so he returned alone.
Returning to the bedroom, Hayden lifted his long fingers to unbutton his shirt, removing it to expose his upper body.
The man’s skin was a healthy wheat color, with solid muscles, and a six-pack, not the exaggerated gym type, but elegant just like him, a perfect inverted triangle tapering into expensive black leather around his waist, making people blush just by looking.
Hayden looked at the water stain on the shirt behind him, left by little Pip’s toy gun, and found it amusing, curving his thin lips.
But soon, the smile at his lips faded; what was he doing? That was her and Seth Sullivan’s son. He should hate him.
More than three years ago, he had tried to administer miscarriage medicine to Serena, hoping to abort that child.
Hayden felt restless, dropping the shirt and heading to the floor-to-ceiling window, standing tall with his naked upper body, then quietly lighting a cigarette.
Holding the cigarette between two long fingers, he took a puff and casually placed his hand in his pocket, exhaling smoke. The swirling smoke added a touch of mystery and sexiness to the man.
Just then, a "ding" sounded, as his phone received a message.
Hello, Handsome Uncle.