CHAPTER 746: CHAPTER 746: ZANE CRAWFORD’S RETURN

Tonight, Hayden Crawford wore a black wool coat, looking handsome and noble. The sky started to drizzle, with him holding a black umbrella, standing quietly under the dim streetlight. The umbrella and the man seem to be part of a painting.

Now Hayden Crawford’s deep and narrow eyes fell on her and Jude Crawford, with a slight furrow of his sword-like brows, revealing a touch of displeasure.

He actually came, arriving in the deep night.

But, what did he say just now?

Serena trembled slightly, batting her long lashes, and obediently called out, "Mr. Crawford~"

Hayden Crawford strode over, extending his strong arm to wrap around her slender waist and pulled her forcefully into his embrace, "Do you still have Mr. Crawford in your eyes? I saw you chatting happily with Mr. Old Crawford just now!"

"..." Serena was speechless. He was actually jealous of her father?

"Mr. Old Crawford," Jude Crawford cast a faint glance at Hayden Crawford, then turned and left, meaning "make a fuss if you want", not bothering to deal with it!

Jude Crawford got into the luxury car and sped away.

Hayden Crawford was even more displeased because he already felt the full contempt and malice from "Mr. Old Crawford." He immediately wanted to chase, "Mr. Old Crawford, what does that mean? Please make it clear."

Serena quickly reached out to grab Hayden Crawford, "Mr. Crawford, what are you doing, have you gone mad? That’s your father!"

Hayden looked at Serena’s delicate and stunning face, and after not seeing her for a few days, he found her even more beautiful. This made him feel increasingly uneasy—in agreement with other men, having a beautiful wife is so worrisome.

"Serena," his voice lowered, filled with displeasure, "Are you now protecting him? Are you protecting me, or him?"

"...Protecting you, alright?" Serena even raised her small hand to pat his firm back, meaning "don’t be angry anymore, baby~"

Hayden snorted, "Then why didn’t you come to find me as soon as you returned?"

Saying this, he reached out and pinched her soft little face, "Serena, have you not thought of me these days while you’ve been gone?"

Serena’s skin was tender, and her face quickly showed red marks from his pinching. Somehow, she felt this man before her was... acting spoilt?

"Mr. Crawford, I’ve missed you~" Serena quickly skipped forward two steps, throwing herself into his embrace, with the intention of saying, "ding-ding, your cutie is online, catch her quickly."

Hayden immediately opened his arms, holding her steadily in his embrace. Serena used her little hands to hug his firm waist, her small head buried against his heart in a spoiled manner, rubbing it. Her voice was soft and sweet, "Mr. Crawford, I miss you so much that I can’t sleep at night. Have you thought of me?"

Speaking of acting spoilt, who hasn’t used that before?

The frustration and dissatisfaction from being neglected and the jealousy in Hayden’s chest vanished instantly. In this world, the one thing he couldn’t stand was Serena acting spoilt.

He bowed his head, his thin lips landed on Serena’s hair, kissing strongly, inside and outside. Even his voice became somewhat hoarse, "Same here, thinking of you at night until my whole body aches, don’t believe me... feel it yourself."

Serena quickly reached out her little hand to cover his mouth, forbidding him from saying anything reckless. Hey, hey, hey, this is the street, have some decency, Mr. Crawford!

Hayden looked at her shining eyes, inside a bashful little deer bouncing around. He reached his hand around her slender waist, "Let’s go home."

"Home, which one?"

"You decide, shall I sleep at your place tonight, or you at mine?"

Serena took a few seconds to understand what he meant, and she immediately broke free from his strong arm, turned around, and ran away, "No, I just came back, I need to be with the kids tonight."

Hayden chased after her, neither of them got into the car. The specialized frame of the Rolls-Royce Phantom followed them all the way, while the two laughed all along as they chased each other on the street.

What they didn’t know was that across the street, a silver Maybach slowly stopped, its rear window sliding down to reveal a serene and graceful handsome face.

It was Zane Crawford, whom they hadn’t seen for more than three years.

Zane Crawford had returned.

Tonight, Zane Crawford wore an English style plaid coat, his face stunningly handsome, his black eyes exceedingly bright. Over these years, his temperament had grown even colder, the white shirt wrapping his wrist cleanly and neatly. His long hands were truly beautiful, naturally made for holding a scalpel, exhibiting elegance that drew all eyes.

As time passed, Zane Crawford is now 28 years old, the golden phase of a man’s maturity. Now his car is quietly stationed by the roadside, his eyes lifted to look forward, watching Hayden Crawford and Serena.

His gaze persistently pursued Serena’s delicate figure, the girl he loved most in his lifetime.

Wade watched their young master from the driver’s seat, having just come from the Medicine Summit Forum, traveling a great distance, because there were news of Serena here.

Wade glanced at the two people flirting in front of him, truly puzzled, was their young master seeking misery?

At night, a large serving of dog food.

"Young Master, if you want to see Miss Serena, why not go up and say hello? Miss Serena and Mr. Old Crawford are visibly walking away." Wade said.

Zane Crawford looked at Serena ahead, slowly shaking his head, softly saying, "She’s very happy now, the best way for me to be good to her is... not to disturb her. Just seeing her, I’m already content."

In her heart, she deeply loves Hayden Crawford, the three adorable kids are growing up too. In terms of relationship, she is his sister-in-law, and now the best way for him is not to disturb her, letting her relax, let no worries trouble her, just let her... continue to be happy.

In the future, him loving her would be unbeknownst to her, it’s enough for him to know.

Soon, Hayden Crawford and Serena’s figures disappeared from sight.

Wade felt incredibly sorry for their young master. It is often said, the men of the Crawfords are devoted souls, and this was truly not false, "Young Master, should we check on the lady and hear about the trouble she stirred up by colluding with The Merfolk Clan?"

Zane Crawford gazed at the direction where Serena vanished, softly curling his thin lips, "If indeed the trouble is great, even if I went, it wouldn’t help, but might give Mother false hope, not thinking to repent."

Wade thought that made sense; the young master was the lady’s biggest reliance. As long as the young master was present, the lady would never reconsider, might as well ignore her. Since the young master is still here, the Crawford family would not go as far as to take the lady’s life.

"Young Master, I heard Lady Yara has returned, should we... go and meet her?"