CHAPTER 694: CHAPTER 694: SERENA, IT HURTS

Hayden Crawford looked at her at this moment, his mind constantly replaying those videos of her quickly living out her life; she had even cut her own hair.

Not ugly.

She wasn’t ugly at all.

In his eyes and heart, she was the most beautiful.

During the two years she slept, she slowly recovered, becoming a whole new person, reborn, Hayden Crawford raised his large hand, his slender fingers weaving through her long hair, affectionately caressing her small face with his rough fingertips, he almost, almost lost her.

Now that she was still standing well in front of him, Hayden Crawford felt this was a gift from heaven, he cherished it greatly.

Hayden Crawford lowered his gaze, his thin lips pressing a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Serena Sterling’s heart skipped a beat, what was wrong with him today?

"Hayden Crawford, what’s wrong, has something happened?"

"No..." Hayden Crawford left her forehead, his thin lips landed on her long hair, kissing it thoroughly.

Serena Sterling tried to step back, but her slender and beautiful back was already against the wall, with nowhere to retreat.

The clean and refreshing masculine scent from him overwhelmed her.

Serena Sterling felt a bit dizzy, her delicate white fingers grasping at the wall, she knew how much he loved her long hair, back then in Alani when her hair was falling out and even starting to bald, she couldn’t keep the long hair he loved most.

Back then, the pain in her heart was immense.

Serena Sterling’s bright eyes quickly filled with a layer of crystalline mist, she began to struggle, "Hayden Crawford, let me go, I’ve taken a shower, why don’t you take one too."

"A shower?" Hayden Crawford looked down at her, a faintly playful and sultry smile on his lips, "Why should I take a shower, Serena Sterling, why did you ask me here tonight?"

Serena Sterling, "..."

Though she didn’t say it directly, she refused to believe he couldn’t hear the meaning behind her words, he was so mischievous, with all sorts of unhealthy thoughts.

Now he pretended not to understand, clearly teasing her, Serena Sterling’s exquisite face instantly blushed a suspicious shade of red.

She bit her lip, standing on tiptoe, she quickly kissed his thin lips.

When she tried to retreat, her nape was already held, Hayden Crawford took the initiative, pressing forcefully on her red lips.

Serena Sterling’s slender body quickly stiffened.

Hayden Crawford naturally noticed the change in her body, until today, he always thought she didn’t like him anymore, that’s why she resisted being intimate with him, relying on medication, relying on drunkenness.

Now he knew, when she was having those three kids, she had a near-death experience, gaining psychological shadows, plus she just woke up, her body hadn’t recovered.

Hayden Crawford regretted the times he was rough and forceful with her, he had even hurt her.

"Serena," he called her name softly, "Don’t be afraid, leave it all to me, I love you."

He said, don’t be afraid, leave it all to me.

He also said, I love you.

Serena Sterling’s long fluttering lashes trembled in confusion, she couldn’t comprehend the meaning in his words, did he know something?

Hayden Crawford kissed her, gentle yet assertive, lingering on her soft red lips, then invading, drawing her to dance with him.

His kiss was affectionate and tender, Serena Sterling didn’t close her eyes, just watched him, he focused his handsome gaze immersed in this kiss, every bit revealing his obsession and care for her.

Men are visual creatures, women are emotional creatures, with just a few sweet words and a warm yet forceful kiss, he quickly melted her tense body, softening into his embrace.

Hayden Crawford curled his thin lips, he tightly hooked her soft-as-bone body into his arms, merging her into his veins, "Serena, let’s take a shower together."

Serena Sterling’s small face was red enough to bleed, "No, you go alone, I’ll wait for you in the room."

"Ha," Hayden Crawford let out a low laugh, his deep gaze fixed on her eyes, half-smiling, "I said, take a shower together."

His words were concise and commanding, leaving no room for rebuttal.

Serena Sterling’s palm-sized face was a mix of red and white, her watery eyes glared at him with shame and annoyance.

Melody Ashworth was now hiding in the closet, just waiting for her to turn off the light, then she’d switch places.

But Hayden Crawford seemed to know something, refusing to cooperate, giving no chance for Melody Ashworth to step in.

Hayden Crawford raised his hand, his large palm running through her dark hair, gently holding it.

To others, it seemed like he was just being intimate with her, but Serena Sterling was startled because she knew he had pressed the listening device in her hair.

That tiny listening device was hard to see with the naked eye, his casual gesture held it directly in his palm.

The person listening on the other end should now hear some static.

"Serena, from now on, you don’t need to worry about anything, you just need... to accompany me in the shower."

He cornered her against the wall, speaking lowly.

Serena Sterling’s bright eyes suddenly shrank, even her pushing stopped, he really knew everything.

Serena wanted to speak, but Hayden Crawford had already released her, the next moment everything spun, she was already lifted horizontally.

The two entered the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Serena Sterling was placed under the shower, not prepared mentally yet, she wanted to run.

But Hayden Crawford’s slender fingers suddenly pressed on her radiant shoulder, pushing her back.

She was pinned against the wall and his firm chest, Hayden Crawford looked down at her, a cold and evil aura of aggression spilling from his long brows, "Undo my belt."

What?

"..."

Serena lifted her foot, kicking him.

Hayden Crawford quickly furrowed his heroic brows, lowly saying, "Serena, it hurts."

He actually said it hurt.

Hayden Crawford was the pride of heaven, a domineering CEO, who wouldn’t shed blood or tears, but after a few kicks from her, he actually said it hurt.

Perhaps a bit of a spoiled tone.

Serena was so mad she bit his firm shoulder.

Hayden Crawford let her bite, and then pulled her into his embrace, it hurt, hurt too much, never had anyone made him feel such pain.

Serena bit enough, then reached out to unbuckle his belt.

But she rarely unbuckled a man’s belt, and her action was too rushed, she couldn’t unbuckle it, "You do it yourself."

Hayden Crawford looked at her, her skin creamy white like a newly bloomed rose, slender neck delicate, bone frame slender, just looking at her could arouse a man’s desire to conquer and ravage.

His deep eyes tinged with red, "Little greedy one, in such a hurry, I’ll give it to you now!"

"Swish" he forcefully pulled his belt open.

...

It was late at night.

Melody Ashworth was still hiding in the closet, waiting for Hayden Crawford to shower, and then she’d replace Serena Sterling, but she waited and waited and no one came out!