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Serenity went into the bathroom and came out about ten minutes later. Gabriel was sitting on the sofa with his laptop in his arms. Seeing her wet hair, he frowned and said, âDonât wash your hair when itâs too late in the night next time.â
Serenity was wearing cotton pajamas so her slender body looked even thinner. âAlrighty.â
Gabriel put the laptop away and turned on the heater. âThis is not a good habit.â
She went into the bathroom to dry her hair and yawned non-stop when she came out. Gabriel was already lying on the bed waiting for her with only the night light on. She crawled into the blanket and snuggled into his embrace. He said, âYou donât have to work tomorrow.â
Gabrielsâ eyes had a faint smile. âYou can sleep a little longer.â
She was too sleepy. As she leaned against his warm chest, sleepiness welled up in her as she replied with a hazy hum.
On the day of Chris Grantâs funeral, Serenity and Gabriel were present as well. The weather was gray and the dark fog made it hard for people to breathe. It suited the occasion.
The Jones family was the largest in Andalas while the Grant family followed closely behind, so many people came to mourn Chris Grantâs funeral.
John and Selena were dressed in black with black mourning bands on their arms.
Compared to the sobbing Mrs. Grant and her sons, John and Selenaâs expressions were slightly desolate, but they remained calm.
When Selena saw Serenity holding onto Gabrielâs arm, she looked at the man beside her.
His eyelashes were lowered and a sorrowful aura surrounded him. No one knew what he was thinking.
As they approached, Serenity and Gabriel bowed three times towards Chrisâs portrait before walking towards the family members.
Serenity ignored Mrs. Grant and her sons, approaching John instead. âMy condolences, Brother-in-law.â
Upon hearing her voice, John looked at her, initially in a daze but his gaze eventually turned clearer.
Serenity was dressed very plainly today, donning a beige windbreaker over a long black dress. The man beside her was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, looking very handsome. Next to each other, the couple looked so compatible.
He moved his lips but his throat was a little tight. He wanted to say something but could not spit out a word. The pain was like a slender needle, piercing into his heart. It would twitch violently with every heartbeat.
âThe weather isnât good today and youâre pregnant. Go back early,â said Selena gently.
When the man beside her heard this, his face turned pale. His body swayed as he stared at Serenityâs stomach.
Selena realized that he still didnât know about Serenityâs pregnancy and Selena blamed herself in her mind for talking too much.
Johnâs face was as pale as the snow in winter. His heart felt as if it had been whipped. In an instant, a wound opened up and he trembled in pain. âYou⦠Youâre pregnant?â
Serenity saw how frighteningly pale John looked and could not help but feel a little shocked. She softly said, âYes.â
In an instant, something in his eyes seemed to have shattered into pieces until his entire chest hurt.
Everything he had done had become a joke. The girl he wanted to give the whole world was no longer his. Now, she was someone elseâs wife and had a child.
He wanted to laugh at himself, but his throat was blocked. The sound that he wanted to make from his chest tugged at his heart, and it hurt so much that he clenched at his clothes..