Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Full Moon
Serena Yeats wrapped her arms around his neck and offered her lips.
After a while.
Elias Lancaster couldn’t help but kiss her. "Serena. I’m losing control."
Serena Yeats did not shy away; instead, she proactively leaned in once again.
"You don’t need to hold back. I’ve finished my confinement period, the doctor says it’s fine."
Elias Lancaster’s body shook violently.
"Honey..."
Elias Lancaster’s self-control had already slipped.
He immediately picked her up and seated her on his lap, kissing her.
As the passion deepened, Elias Lancaster looked at her tenderly.
"Baby, I love you."
Serena Yeats gazed at him with a trance-like expression and moaned softly.
Responding to him, "I love you too."
Mutual affection, overflowing love, the room filled with romance, and this time, Serena Yeats was fully present.
Elias Lancaster was also very restrained, scared of hurting his most beloved person.
In the middle of the night, Serena Yeats woke up once to feed the baby, groggily embracing the baby to breastfeed.
The baby suckled earnestly in her arms while she continued sleeping with her eyes closed.
This scene startled Elias Lancaster, who then watched by her side.
Looking at his wife and two sons.
His heart swelled with happiness.
Once the two babies finished feeding alternately, he picked them up and placed them back on the small bed, dressed Serena Yeats, and embraced her to sleep.
That night, though Serena Yeats woke up to feed, she slept very soundly.
The next day.
Elias Lancaster woke up, seeing the person in his arms sleeping sweetly, with a face full of smiles.
He leaned in and kissed Serena Yeats’s lips, got up to wash and headed directly to the study.
Old Master Lancaster had been waiting in the study early in the morning.
Elias explained the whole story.
It turned out that after receiving news that the J Keaton father and son were missing abroad, Old Master Keaton had approached him.
He also informed Elias Lancaster of an important item belonging to the Keaton Family.
But this item can’t be exposed to the world, as rumors have it that those who possess it either reach the top of the pyramid or live worse than death, so naturally, the fewer the people who know about it, the better.
The Keaton family had guarded this secret for generations, but somehow, a dark web organization abroad found out.
They knew the Keaton family had been searching for their long-missing daughter, so they planted a fake clue to lure Ronan Keaton away.
Old Master Lancaster was aware of the subsequent events.
Understanding his son’s actions for Serena Yeats’s family.
"How did you deal with the Thorne family?" Old Master Lancaster asked.
"I won’t involve their family; when the incident first happened, I instructed the Thorne family to send someone abroad. They did, she just secretly returned, and the Thorne family had no idea."
Elias Lancaster replied blandly.
"What do you plan to do?"
"I’ve already had someone hand her over to the police. All the evidence has been submitted, let her repent inside for a lifetime."
Old Master Lancaster nodded.
When Serena Yeats woke up, she picked up her phone and glanced at it.
She found many unread messages, all sent by Elias Lancaster.
Her heart skipped a beat, could it be that he returned only to leave again?
She quickly opened WeChat to check.
All she saw were replies to the messages she sent earlier.
Each reply referenced back.
She went through each one, listening.
When Elias returned to the room, he saw her sitting on the bed listening to his voice replies, he walked forward and touched her head.
"Elias, why are you replying to these messages?" Serena Yeats asked, puzzled.
"I didn’t want the chat interface to only show you."
Serena Yeats instantly felt aggrieved, burying her head into his chest, wrapping her arms around his strong waist.
"I’m fine. I know you’re busy with important things, I just missed you a bit when I’m idle, wanted to know what you’re doing."
Elias Lancaster smiled gently.
This little girl in his arms was so understanding that it pained him; she deserved his protection.
He planted a soft kiss on the top of her head.
"Serena, what kind of full moon party do you want for Yara and Yuri?"
"I’ll follow your lead."
Elias Lancaster chuckled indulgently.
"Alright then, I’ll make the arrangements."
"Elias, aren’t some things supposed to be mine to bear, right?"
Elias Lancaster’s expression darkened.
His little girl was very clever.
If she asked like this, it meant she already had suspicions in her heart.
"Serena,..."
"Mister, I’m not afraid, Grandpa Keaton is so kind and good-natured, the Keaton family must be very nice, right?"
Elias Lancaster watched her, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by Serena Yeats.
He sighed; some things aren’t the right moment now.
Before all dangers are cleared, he wouldn’t risk it lightly.
The Keaton family affair was rather big this time, probably all the people in the underworld had heard of it. Bringing Serena Yeats back to their family now wasn’t wise.
Afterwards, the two of them chose clothes and gifts for the full moon party for the babies.
The full moon party was simple yet grand.
Elias Lancaster was called away to handle some matters, and when he returned, he didn’t see Serena Yeats.
But...
"Master Lancaster, may I ask if you and Miss Yeats are married by agreement?"
"Why didn’t you hold a wedding?"
"May I ask..."
These questions from journalists made Elias Lancaster quite annoyed.
He never planned to invite journalists.
But his mother insisted on letting everyone know about the next mistress of the Lancaster family.
He wanted to find his wife without accepting any interviews.
"Out of my way!"
Elias Lancaster coldly swept his gaze over the reporters surrounding him.
The next second.
All the reporters naturally cleared a path.
Elias Lancaster strode into the banquet hall.
Finally, among the crowd, he found the familiar figure.
Walking to Serena Yeats’s side, his tightly knit brows relaxed instantly, and his face showed a gentle smile towards her.
This moment, captured by the journalists.
"Our Master Lancaster, tsk...so cold in front of us, but once he sees his wife, his eyes are full of pink hearts."
"Quite a display of affection."
Elias Lancaster held Serena Yeats’s hand, "Why aren’t you resting in the lounge?"
"Mother said I should come out and greet people."
"There’s nothing much to see, I’ll take you to rest."
Elias Lancaster immediately bent down and scooped Serena Yeats up horizontally, bending to kiss her lips.
He didn’t mind showing affection outside, even if the journalists captured it, it didn’t matter.
Because he wanted to use this opportunity to let them know she’s Elias Lancaster’s wife.
Serena Yeats, seeing people taking photos, shyly buried her head in his chest.
"With so many people around, put me down."
"I’ll take you to rest first." Elias Lancaster carried her toward the lounge, "We’ll come back once the banquet starts."
At this time.
A journalist boldly chased after him and asked.
"May I ask when President Lancaster and Miss Yeats plan to hold the wedding?"
Elias Lancaster frowned tightly, "Watch your language; she’s my wife."
He glared at the reporter, who immediately turned and ran away, no longer daring to continue the interview.
Everyone also knows Elias Lancaster shouldn’t be provoked, no one dared to approach anymore.
Watching the reporter flee in panic.
Elias Lancaster, "..."