First Love Only? I Left Him First, Now the CEO Can't Let Go novel Chapter 261

Chapter 261: Chapter 261: Your Mom Is Just a Whore

"Please... don’t go..."

"Why? Why... won’t you look at me?"

"Don’t leave me alone..."

In a blur, Caleb Lockwood saw a child around three or four years old.

It was a little boy.

But he couldn’t see the boy’s face clearly.

The little boy lived in a very large house.

But aside from him, there was no one else there.

The empty mansion felt like a haunted house.

How long had it been since he last saw his father?

He didn’t know.

How long had it been since he last saw his mother?

He didn’t know either.

The only person he could see was the servant hired by his parents.

He wouldn’t go hungry; the servant would cook for him.

But when it thundered and rained, he couldn’t snuggle into his parents’ embrace.

He reached out his small, powerless hands as if seeking rescue from the servant.

He hoped the servant would pick him up, kiss him, and comfort him.

"Little master, if you stay inside the house, you won’t be afraid of the thunder."

The servant held the little boy’s hand, led him to the bedroom, sat him on the bed, checked the windows, and then closed the door tightly.

No matter how soundproof the house was, the thunder still roared beside the little boy’s ears. He curled up under the blanket, his small body trembling.

...

Today was the little boy’s birthday.

Usually, the servant would make three dishes, but today she made five.

No cake.

No candles.

Even though their family could afford it.

But no one prepared it for him.

So there was no wish-making.

The little boy knew that even if he wished, it wouldn’t come true.

"Little master, take your time eating!"

The large dining table was filled with dishes; the small boy ate—

All alone.

The little boy ate silently, shedding silent tears.

Every dish tasted a bit bitter.

...

"Auntie, where’s my daddy?"

"Little master, President Lockwood is very busy with work. You need to be understanding and obedient."

...

"Mommy, I miss you..."

"Who’s your mom? Get lost."

...

"Daddy, I want mommy..."

"Want what mommy? Your mom’s just a bitch!"

...

In the dark, the little boy cried out loud.

When he lowered his hands from his reddened eyes, Caleb Lockwood finally saw the little boy’s face clearly.

Suddenly opening his eyes wide, Caleb Lockwood’s terrified gaze reflected a familiar face.

This face made him almost think he was still dreaming.

Serena Jennings had never seen Caleb Lockwood display such an expression.

What kind of dream was it to scare him like this?

She and Caleb Lockwood locked eyes; their gazes met for a long time before the fear in Caleb Lockwood’s eyes gradually faded away.

Caleb Lockwood didn’t ask Serena Jennings why she was here.

More important than the reason was the fact that Serena Jennings appeared before him.

Caleb Lockwood’s memory was actually fragmented.

The final recollection stayed in his mind as the juvenile detention center on a stormy night.

So had he fainted?

Caleb Lockwood couldn’t recall.

He only knew he felt parched, weak, and very uncomfortable.

Without touching his forehead, he knew he must have a fever now.

An IV was administered to his right hand, several medicine bottles hung.

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