All along, he was always the one to make the first move between them. This time, she took the initiative for once, yet he avoided her, not letting her kiss him.
Serena felt utterly humiliated!
She clenched her fists and punched him forcefully, "Hayden Crawford, what are you doing? Why won’t you let me kiss you? I want to kiss you~"
Hayden Crawford closed his handsome eyes, his large hand pinching her soft waist, trying his best to push her away. Now that she was clinging onto him limply like she was boneless, he was using all his self-control to restrain himself.
She looked as adorable drunk as a kitten, sweetly naive with a hint of stubbornness. When he didn’t let her kiss him, she leaned in and managed to kiss his face.
The protruding Adam’s apple in his throat bobbed twice. He looked down at her flushed little face, "Serena Sterling, do you have to get yourself drunk to do naughty things with me now?"
Hayden Crawford almost burst into laughter in anger. Back in City of Aethelgard, she drugged him with an aphrodisiac, and now she got herself drunk to throw herself at him. She really kept finding new ways to humiliate him, time and again.
Serena was completely dazed, "What are you saying?"
Hayden Crawford reached out, picked her up horizontally, and started walking to the bathroom.
The sudden sensation of weightlessness made Serena cling tightly to his neck, "Where, where are you taking me?"
"Ah, to take a bath?" Serena quickly showed a shy smile, "Hayden Crawford, you’re so naughty, wanting to take a bath with me."
Saying this, Serena foolishly giggled again, "Alright then, I can help scrub your back~"
She fluttered her long eyelashes, looking at him with a smile in her eyes.
Hayden Crawford felt as if his throat was on fire. He quickly walked into the bathroom in the lounge and then tossed her in.
With a thud, Serena was thrown directly into the large bathtub, the cold water immediately enveloping her.
Three parts of Serena’s drunkenness went away immediately. She quickly waved her little hands and feet, splashing in the bathtub. After a moment, her little head broke through the surface.
Now, her long black hair was wet and clinging to her face, dripping water constantly. Serena gasped for air, then looked up in shock and anger at Hayden Crawford, "Hayden Crawford, are you insane?"
At this moment, Hayden Crawford stood tall and erect by the bathtub. The cold water had splashed onto his trousers, but he didn’t care at all. He looked down at the furiously angry Serena, "Sobered up?"
He threw her into the cold water just to sober her up?
There are countless ways to sober someone up, so why did he choose such a brutal method?
"Hayden Crawford, you’re truly... despicable!" Serena said, clenching her fist.
Hayden Crawford looked at her water-drenched little face without a tinge of regret, "I don’t like wasting time on a drunk. You’d better stay sober before speaking or acting around me."
"..." Serena had been determined to make this night a success, even drinking to muster the courage to take him down. And now, it was all in vain.
Serena no longer had any mood for anything. She felt so cold, so she stretched out her slender arms, looking at him pitifully, "I’m so cold, carry me out."
Hayden Crawford took a large towel to wrap her up, then picked her up horizontally.
Serena lifted her little hand, her slender white fingers landing on his handsome face, gently caressing, "Hayden Crawford, am I not beautiful anymore, so you don’t like me now?"
Hayden Crawford looked at her; her little face was indeed not as beautiful as before. Yet, nothing else about her had changed, still attracting him. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have recognized her.
Now she looked at him pitifully, her long eyelashes still hanging with glistening water droplets, trembling, making her absolutely adorable.
Hayden Crawford’s throat bobbed up and down, "Why ask such a question?"
"Isn’t it obvious? Mr. Crawford used to be very... lustful, but now you’re not anymore! Humph, Mr. Crawford clearly likes beautiful women, the more beautiful the better. Shallow scoundrel!" Serena accused.
Hayden Crawford slowly curled his thin lips. He admitted all of this, that he liked her beauty, he liked all of her pretty and slender features.
At this moment, Serena’s bright eyes filled with a few traces of tipsiness again. She looked foolishly at Hayden Crawford, "Mr. Crawford, don’t you really want to do something naughty with me? I..."
With another thud, Serena was once again tossed into the cold water.
When Serena was fished out, she was already exhausted, completely drained of energy. Hayden Crawford placed her gently on the big bed, and she turned over, nestling into the soft blanket to find the most comfortable spot to sleep.
Hayden Crawford looked at her, now seeing her slender figure curled up into a small ball. Clearly, she had suffered a severe blow from him, seeking warmth under the covers.
Hayden Crawford tucked her in, then pressed his thin lips to her forehead for a gentle kiss.
At this moment, Serena murmured in her sleep, "Mr. Crawford... Mr. Crawford..."
Hayden Crawford froze. She was calling his name.
She was calling his name in her sleep.
If it weren’t for deep love, why would she be calling his name?
But wasn’t she in love with Seth Sullivan?
Three years ago, she bore a child for Seth Sullivan and left him. Three years later, in moments of crisis, it was Seth Sullivan she thought of.
Hayden Crawford admitted to himself that he was deeply jealous, to the point of madness. Now she was calling his name in her sleep, causing him confusion once more. She always did this, casually throwing a pebble into the lake of his heart, causing surging waves here, while she remained untouched by it all.
What was she truly thinking inside?
Hayden Crawford really wished he could open up her heart and take a good look, see who she really loved.
"Serena, what should I do with you? I can’t bear to hit you or scold you, let alone abandon you. You always, relying on my affection for you, bully me at will."
Serena seemed to hear his voice in her dreams. His voice gave her peace, and she moved, like a little kitten, to his side.
"Mr. Crawford... Pip... Pip is your... son..." Serena murmured in her sleep.
Hayden Crawford was completely stiff, his deep pupils suddenly contracted, and his whole surroundings seemed to explode.
Pip... Pip is your son!
The words echoed continuously in Hayden Crawford’s ears. At first, it was one voice, then countless voices, and then it seemed like the whole world was telling him Pip was his son!
"Serena Sterling, what are you saying? What did you just say? Say it again now!" Hayden Crawford quickly grasped her delicate shoulders and shook her hard.