Chapter 646: Chapter 646: He Didn’t Touch Any Woman in These Three Years
Compared to Serena, Melody Ashworth seemed sharp and mean.
Hayden Crawford furrowed his handsome brows slightly. He gave Melody Ashworth a light glance, "Enough, if you keep eating like this, you’re going to gain weight."
Just as Melody was about to ask Serena to bring her some foie gras, she suddenly heard Hayden’s indifferent, magnetic voice. Her pupils shrank. Did he... did he just say she would gain weight?
He actually said she’d gain weight!
Melody looked at Hayden in disbelief. Wasn’t it said that Serena was the love of his life, his little angel? How could he abandon his gentlemanly demeanor and say the word "fat" to a girl?
Serena lifted her bright eyes and looked at Hayden. Clearly, she hadn’t expected him to speak up on her behalf.
Now, Hayden was also looking at her.
Their eyes met, and Hayden’s mind flashed back to when she sat on his strong thigh in the room, hugging his neck and kissing him...
Hayden felt he was going crazy; he must have been enchanted by this little maid!
Feeling irritable, Hayden got up and left the place to get some fresh air.
...
Serena also went out; she wanted to find Leah Thorne, but when she reached a corner, she heard a familiar voice—it was Lida.
Lida was saying, "Mr. Crawford, I had already given up, but seeing that Serena beside you, I reignited my fighting spirit. I want to be with you."
Mr. Crawford?
Could it be that Hayden came out for air and ran into Lida?
This man really attracted admirers everywhere he went.
Serena sneakily peeked out and indeed saw Hayden’s tall and handsome figure inside. He was with Lida.
Lida reached out, tugging on Hayden’s sleeve, looking at him with admiration, "Mr. Crawford, you liked me too, didn’t you? Even if just a little bit, or you wouldn’t have been with me. You once looked at me tenderly, held me..."
Serena’s delicate fingers curled. She knew he had dated many women in those three years, but she never imagined those scenes. Now, hearing about his intimate actions with those women made her heart feel as if stung by a bee.
A while back after falling from the tribe, he had told her, if those women were all pretend...
Turns out, it was only hypothetical.
Those women weren’t pretend at all.
Serena felt she was too naïve; he even locked her in the closet to listen to his amorous cries with other women. How could that be fake?
Serena’s expression dulled, lowering her long lashes, then she turned to leave.
Just then, Hayden’s indifferent, cold voice reached her ears, "No, I don’t like you, not even a bit."
Serena paused.
Lida shook her head, unable to accept this fact, "How could that be, Mr. Crawford? You must have liked me, even though... even though you were always inattentive when with me. I always felt like you were looking at another person through me. Don’t you remember? You even praised my manicure for being pretty. You looked at my hands often. Look, I still have the pink manicure. It’s your favorite, isn’t it?"
Serena turned back to look, and she saw Lida’s manicure. She was very familiar with it because she had done the same manicure before!
That time, Leah took her to the mall for a manicure, and it was this pink one that Lida wore.
Could it be... Hayden was interested in Lida because... this manicure was the same as hers?
Lida really liked Hayden, "Mr. Crawford, you’ve looked at me tenderly, held me, and even visited my boudoir, but we never did anything, even when I threw myself at you, you never wavered. The night reporters caught us, you just smoked all night in my apartment. Who would believe it? After all, for three years, Mr. Crawford has had a reputation as a philanderer, but I know you never had physical relationships. You didn’t just not touch me; you never touched any woman."
Serena’s slim body shuddered, her bright pupils contracted fiercely. Is... is this how it is, truly...?
He never touched any woman?
Lida continued, "Mr. Crawford, I know you have a woman in your heart you can’t forget, deeply buried there, a place no one can replace, not even time. That’s why I gave up. After our breakup, I know you had several girlfriends, but I never envied them. I knew they, like me, couldn’t enter your heart or have you."
"Only that woman you can’t forget makes me jealous. I think I lost to her alone, but just now, I saw that woman. She’s so superficial, apart from a stunningly beautiful face, I don’t know what depth she has. Mr. Crawford, open your eyes and take a good look. That woman isn’t worthy of you."
Serena hadn’t expected to hear the whole truth here. Was this the truth of these three years?
The women he dated were all imply shadows of her. In the three years she was gone, he remained in place, searching for her silhouette in the vast sea of people.
Lida was right, Serena meant to Hayden Crawford what time couldn’t erase, an irreplaceable intimate lover.
In these three years, he never forgot her for even a second.
In these three years, he never betrayed her.
He had always been her... Mr. Crawford.
Serena’s bright eyes suddenly turned red, a layer of shimmering mist covered them. In Alani for the past three years, she had been through much, feeling lost, confused, and full of bitterness and grievance.
But now, everything had been smoothed over, and Serena suddenly felt it was worth it.
Time flies, colors fade, yet he and she remain as they first met, irreplaceable.
Faced with Lida’s heartfelt confession, Hayden remained expressionless. Any other man would find it hard to refuse Lida’s passionate advances, but Hayden remained unmoved.
Hayden lightly pressed his thin lips, then coldly pulled his sleeve free from Lida’s hand. At this moment, he looked up, his hawk-like sharp eyes suddenly darting towards the door, "Who’s there? Come out!"
Hayden was quite alert; he had already noticed Serena.
However, there was no movement by the door; that person did not come out.
Hayden swiftly furrowed his handsome brows, strode over, reached out his broad hand, and grabbed the slender arm of the person by the door, pulling hard.