CHAPTER 127: CHAPTER 127: TAMING LACHLAN WYATT, THIS BEAST

Upon hearing Silvan Caine’s words, Iris Crawford really wanted to laugh. However, since this was about Seraphina Colbert, she didn’t say much. She waited until Silvan Caine finished his long speech, and a bunch of people were waiting to see Seraphina Colbert’s reaction.

After a while, Seraphina Colbert raised her head and glanced at Silvan Caine.

The man was indeed quite handsome, with a mixed-race face and gray-black eyes. In normal times, how many girls would he attract?

Seraphina Colbert smiled beautifully at Silvan Caine and then squeezed two words through her teeth, "Get lost."

Silvan Caine saw Seraphina Colbert smile and thought the matter was resolved, but unexpectedly, her two words "get lost" left him breathless.

Silvan Caine’s attitude wasn’t very good, "Are you ungrateful?"

Seraphina Colbert imitated the sarcastic tone she learned from Iris Crawford, "Yeah, I’m just ungrateful. If you have nothing else to do, just leave and stop interrupting my conversation with my friends."

Silvan Caine couldn’t understand why, even after lowering himself like this, Seraphina Colbert still wouldn’t give in.

His mother personally made soup to apologize!

"Seraphina Colbert, do you really think you still have a choice? Our Caine Family graciously accepts you, or do you think with your condition—"

Silvan Caine got stuck in the middle of his sentence because he saw James Chesterton’s eyes pressing down on him from the side. So the man immediately shut his mouth and gave Seraphina Colbert a cold smile, "I’ll come find you again tomorrow."

"No matter how many times you come, it’s useless. I don’t have time to pretend with you, and your family doesn’t need to insist on marrying me."

Seraphina Colbert surprisingly stood her ground, perhaps because she’d known Iris Crawford for a long time. She pointed to the door and said, "Also, thank your mother for the chicken soup. Besides that, don’t come looking for me unnecessarily."

Silvan Caine turned black with anger. He looked at Seraphina Colbert for a long time before gritting his teeth and walking away. He had been domineering for so long, maybe this was the first time he stumbled over a woman.

Yet no one knew, at the hospital room door, there was a tall shadow silently standing all along. Hearing Silvan Caine say his family wanted him to marry Seraphina Colbert, the man’s fingers suddenly clenched into a fist!

Hearing the commotion, the shadow silently left first.

After Silvan Caine left, Seraphina Colbert inside the hospital room sighed and said to James Chesterton, "Sorry, brother, my identity embarrassed the family..."

It seemed Silvan Caine’s words just now had hurt her.

Indeed, she had been around Jude Hawthorne for so long, maybe most people saw her that way, thinking she was dirty.

Iris Crawford sighed and reached out to touch Seraphina Colbert’s face, "This won’t happen again in the future, I promise."

Lachlan Wyatt looked at Iris Crawford’s expression and always felt that this woman had too much on her mind. She used her strength to comfort everyone around her who needed comfort, but what about herself?

Had she really gotten over her own difficulties?

Thinking about this, Lachlan Wyatt received a text message on his phone, and upon closer inspection, it was from Leo Langdon.

[Jordan Jacobs once said to someone that he never touched Miss Crawford because he found it disgusting. But one time, by accident, they woke up together in a hotel. I inquired a bit, and at the time, Jordan Jacobs was drunk and was helped into the room. What happened afterward is unclear.]

Drunk and helped into the room?

Something about this felt familiar to Lachlan Wyatt. He frowned and pressed one hand to his temple, and fragments of memory seemed to flash through his mind.

Drunk, helped into the room...

Two years ago, he had also... instinctively glanced at the timeline Leo Langdon had sent, and Lachlan Wyatt’s heart skipped a beat.

Why was it such a coincidence that Jordan Jacobs and he got drunk on the same day?

Taking a deep breath, damn it, he couldn’t remember.

The memory of that night was already intermittent, and now suddenly trying to recall it made it even more blurry.

Lachlan Wyatt gently patted his own head, and this action puzzled Iris Crawford, "What’s the matter with you?"

The man’s face didn’t look good as he replied to her, "Nothing, I’m going out for a bit."

Iris Crawford watched him walk out, and beside her, Steven Rhodes’ eyes darted around as he cautiously said, "Colbert, you don’t look very well. I can cook, so I’ll make an extra portion for you tomorrow to replenish your strength."

Seraphina Colbert smiled broadly, "See! Little handsome guys are the best, thank you, Steven!"

After talking with Seraphina Colbert inside, Iris Crawford said goodbye to James Chesterton and led Steven Rhodes out. As they left, they noticed Lachlan Wyatt waiting alone at the entrance of the inpatient department.

His figure blended into the night, standing with his back to them as if deep in thought, his solitary silhouette resembling a line dividing light and darkness. Inside the hospital were warm lights, while outside was pitch black.

Many times, when Iris Crawford looked at Lachlan Wyatt’s back, she wanted to ask him, Lachlan, what have you experienced?

Why does your back look so defiant, yet so... empty?

Hearing the commotion, Lachlan Wyatt turned his head back, his eyes dark, and glanced at Iris Crawford, "Finished talking?"

"Yes." Iris Crawford sensed Lachlan Wyatt’s mood, "Did something happen to you?"

Lachlan Wyatt’s Adam’s apple moved, "About two years ago... the thing between you and Jordan Jacobs, do you remember?"

Iris Crawford immediately understood what he was referring to, and although she didn’t know Lachlan Wyatt’s intention, she still said, "To be honest, I don’t remember clearly either. We went drinking that time, then we all got drunk... you were there too, why do you ask?"

Yes, that was Iris Crawford and Lachlan Wyatt’s first meeting.

After all, rich people run in the same circles. Iris Crawford and Jordan Jacobs were invited to that drinking party, and Lachlan Wyatt, occasionally back in the country, was also invited.

When he arrived, he immediately saw the chubby Iris Crawford sitting next to Jordan Jacobs, with many women around them staring at her mockingly. Iris Crawford kept her head down drinking, her round white face flushed with redness.

To be honest, Lachlan Wyatt wanted to laugh too.

So fat.

However.

As if guided by fate, Lachlan Wyatt took another look at Iris Crawford at that moment.

——Her skin was indeed very fair.

"I drank too much first, and Jordan Jacobs found me ugly and told me to leave first, so I went back to the hotel alone, then..." Iris Crawford’s eyes flickered, "Everything that happened after that is blurry, I remember having some physical contact with someone. But... but..."

"But what?!"

Lachlan Wyatt was extremely anxious, stepping forward to hold Iris Crawford’s shoulders, startling her, "Why are you in such a hurry, I drank too much, how could I remember clearly..."

"Tsk!"

Lachlan Wyatt clicked his tongue forcefully, if she couldn’t remember clearly, how could she verify the crucial parts?

"When you woke up the next day, what was your situation with Jordan Jacobs?"

"I..." Iris Crawford, unusually, stuttered, "Jordan Jacobs was fully dressed, and I... I was barely dressed..."

Her clothes were still on, but her bra had been unhooked by someone.

Her pants were also on but worn backward, she didn’t know who took them off and put them back on for her, this...

How could she say this out loud!

No wonder Jordan Jacobs was so shocked when he found out she was pregnant, because his clothes were intact.

Maybe subconsciously, Jordan Jacobs believed they hadn’t done anything at all.

Lachlan Wyatt looked at the expression on Iris Crawford’s face, only feeling a surge of anger rushing to his head, he took a deep breath, "It’s okay, I’m just asking, I’m just asking."

Even as he said this, the fingers hanging at his side clenched tightly.

Iris Crawford patted Lachlan Wyatt’s shoulder, "It’s no use dwelling on this, the baby is gone, I just wasn’t fortunate enough to have this child."

After saying this, she walked out as if relieved, "Let’s go back, Jordan Jacobs will no longer appear in my life in the future."

Yvonne Jennings is jailed, Jordan Jacobs is missing, the Jacobs Family is on the verge of bankruptcy, everything has already pushed the adulterous couple who harmed her to a dead end.

Iris Crawford lowered her head, "I’ve been stuck in hatred for too long, I should see the sunlight."

Someone came out from behind her, draping a jacket over her shoulders.

Iris Crawford looked up in surprise to find it was Steven Rhodes.

The young man, full of youthful energy, looked at her with a complex expression, opened his mouth to say something but didn’t say anything.

Steven Rhodes wanted to comfort her but realized his limited experiences and words were insufficient to bring any solace to Iris Crawford, perhaps only Lachlan...

Only Lachlan could.

Getting into Lachlan Wyatt’s car, the man in the driver’s seat started the car in silence, and when he dropped Iris Crawford off at her apartment complex, he suddenly grabbed her hand.

The woman was startled, "What are you doing?"

"If two years ago we—" had relations, then would that child have been... his?

But without conclusive evidence, Lachlan Wyatt didn’t say it out loud, he just lowered his gaze and said to Iris Crawford in front of Steven Rhodes, "Don’t let anyone touch you."

Iris Crawford wanted to laugh, "What if someone does?"

"I’ll be angry, sweetheart." Lachlan Wyatt’s fingers tightened on the steering wheel, he was clearly smiling, but the anger in his eyes was glaringly obvious to Iris Crawford, "I’ll pick you up for work at the usual time tomorrow."

"No need, Steven Rhodes will drive." Iris Crawford tugged at Steven Rhodes’ tie, as if a domineering female CEO was teasing her young assistant, "He will be responsible for picking me up and dropping me off."

"Alright." Lachlan Wyatt still wore that smiling face, saying with a calm expression, "What car are you driving tomorrow, I’ll run Steven Rhodes over."

"..."

Iris Crawford’s smile turned stiff, she snapped back and cursed at him before ignoring Lachlan Wyatt and turning to leave.

But behind her, Lachlan Wyatt’s voice came, "Regarding the matter from two years ago, if you remember anything, make sure to contact me immediately."

Iris Crawford didn’t respond, nor did she know which nerve Lachlan Wyatt had touched to insist on dwelling on events from two years ago. She closed the villa door and told Steven Rhodes, "Excuse me, Lachlan Wyatt and I have always interacted this way."

Steven Rhodes sulked, "He is very hostile towards me."

"He’s hostile to everyone." Iris nodded towards Steven Rhodes, "It’s like if someone tells me Lachlan Wyatt harmed someone, I would just laugh it off."

Lachlan Wyatt hurting people, does it need to be surprising? Lachlan Wyatt doesn’t need a reason to hurt people!

"Lachlan Wyatt has never truly trusted anyone, he’s just a beast."

"And you?"

"Me?"

Iris Crawford pointed to herself, hearing Steven Rhodes say—

"Are you the one who tames the beast?"