"Why?"
Serena immediately retorted.
"Because your hand is injured... Even if you compete with Claire right now, you won’t win, you’ll only embarrass yourself..."
Before Caleb could finish, Serena interrupted him with a mocking tone:
"Even if I’m totally embarrassed now, it wouldn’t affect you, President Lockwood!"
"Do you have to think of me like this?"
Caleb’s expression changed instantly.
"Am I not letting you go just so I won’t embarrass myself?"
"What else?"
Serena asked back and then feigned a sudden realization.
"Oh right, also to clear me out as an obstacle for Claire. It’s not like you haven’t done that before."
"Serena!"
Caleb couldn’t help but explode in anger.
That wasn’t his intention at all.
The restoration competition at X Museum invited many renowned jewelry designers, collectors, and restoration masters.
All are industry insiders.
Serena’s hand injury hasn’t healed yet, going there would only leave a bad impression of poor skills among the industry and serve for her competitors on a silver platter.
Unless Serena no longer wants to work in jewelry design.
Caleb suddenly realized that this possibility wasn’t entirely out of the question.
He had witnessed Serena’s jewelry craftsmanship firsthand many times, and he wouldn’t doubt her talent now.
But Serena’s craft requires precise hand movements.
Like surgeons, manga artists, and similar professions, once the hand is injured, past glories are gone for good.
So, could Serena possibly change careers?
Besides being a jewelry designer, what else could Serena do?
One identity suddenly popped into Caleb’s mind—
A housewife.
In Caleb’s impression, the job Serena did the longest and is most adept at is being a housewife.
Now that her hand is injured, her career can no longer progress, she might as well take a step back.
However...
Caleb knew well that even if Serena went back to being a full-time wife, she wouldn’t be his full-time wife anymore.
Serena was being stared down intensely by Caleb.
She could sense Caleb’s gaze changing repeatedly, as if he wanted to say many things to her.
Yet until Caleb left her hospital room, he didn’t say another word.
Once again, only Serena was left in the hospital room, and she sighed.
"I don’t want to see you sighing for that scumbag."
From the adjacent care room, Ethan opened the door and stuck half his body in.
Serena shrugged and smiled.
For her, Caleb truly was scummy, his mind only full of thoughts on how to pave the way for Claire.
But to Claire, Caleb must be the epitome of a devoted and good man, right?
In the bar, Claire was drinking alone.
She had no one to accompany her now.
She couldn’t find Caleb.
Nor could she find Patrick.
Since Ian left the country for Northriver’s business, he had cut off contact.
"Once I return... I can retrieve everything I lost..."
Claire murmured to herself with a face full of self-ridicule.
Back in the dark days in Meridia, she survived by relying on Caleb.
Time and time again, she told herself, as long as she went back, she could regain what she lost and be the little princess admired by all.


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