First Love Only? I Left Him First, Now the CEO Can't Let Go novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142: Chapter 142: Let Serena Jennings Be Mine

"Let me do it!"

Ian Blackwood picked up Caleb Lockwood.

Caleb didn’t refuse either.

With Caleb’s height, it was much more comfortable for Ian to support him than Serena Jennings.

Serena quietly followed alongside, walking with Ian toward the black Maybach parked by the road.

"You’re actually a pretty good person!"

This compliment from Serena was genuinely heartfelt, but Ian didn’t appreciate it.

"If I hadn’t taken care of him, you wouldn’t even think to praise me."

Serena was dumbfounded.

Ian stuffed Caleb into the back seat of the car.

"You should be grateful I drove a different car today."

Since he had business to discuss, the white Lamborghini was clearly less appropriate than the black Maybach.

Just by looking, Ian could tell that Caleb was drugged with an aphrodisiac.

But to be able to drive away after taking that kind of drug and even control himself around a woman, Ian figured Caleb was either—

80% impotent or 20% gay.

"You get in too!"

Ian called for Serena to get in the car but didn’t let her sit in the back seat.

As a result, Serena naturally sat in the back seat with Caleb, despite the ample space available in the front seat.

Ian pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up, visibly annoyed, visible to Serena with just one glance.

However, Serena didn’t even glance at him.

She let Caleb rest his head on her lap.

Caleb’s right hand remained clenched in a fist, refusing to relax.

Serena knew Caleb was still enduring, still using the pain to resist the drug.

Ian drove back to his own home and called a trusted private doctor to give Caleb an injection and treat his wounds.

Although Ian held nothing back when hitting Caleb, those wounds were manageable.

The troublesome part was Caleb’s right hand.

The palm was full of tiny glass shards.

The doctor said Caleb likely inflicted the wounds himself, perhaps by deliberately crushing a glass.

Without the torment of the aphrodisiac, Caleb fell into a deep sleep.

"You should sleep in the guest room next to his!"

Ian said to Serena.

Serena sat by Caleb’s bed and turned to thank Ian.

Ian left, and Serena still hadn’t left.

Sitting on the living room sofa, Ian poured himself a glass of vodka.

He was waiting for Serena.

He was curious about when she would finally come out of Caleb’s room.

Three glasses of vodka down, and Ian still hadn’t seen Serena come out.

He figured Serena might not leave at all tonight.

It turned out, when he liked Claire Shaw, Claire liked Caleb.

Now he liked Serena, and Serena liked Caleb as well.

When Caleb woke up, he felt some gaps in his memory because he hadn’t been completely lucid the night before.

But he remembered the gist of it.

He and Claire were drugged with an aphrodisiac at the bar, barely avoiding ending up in bed together.

Luckily, there was a glass in the hotel room, which he crushed to use the pain from the glass shards in his palm to maintain a trace of reason.

He clearly remembered calling Mr. Miller, but it was Serena who came to pick him up.

Later, Ian had hit him, but Ian also helped him.

Caleb rubbed his aching head and only then noticed someone by his bedside.

Serena groggily lifted her head and met Caleb’s eyes.

She scrambled to her feet, awkwardly scratching her head.

"How... how are you feeling? Better now?"

Lying in bed, Caleb discreetly scrutinized Serena from head to toe.

He had already changed into pajamas, but Serena was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday.

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