LOGINAdrian’s Point of View“You bought a cake?”Serena looked at me, her eyes widening with surprise.“We need to celebrate your freedom.”She smiled.“When did you even order this? Isn’t this from that famous cake shop downtown? I heard you have to wait so long to order a customized cake from them.”She said it as her eyes lingered on the obviously customized chocolate chip cake, with Congratulations, Serena written beautifully across it.“Have you forgotten who I am, Ms. Gilbert? I’m Adrian Henrix. Do I even have to wait to get something done?”Serena laughed.“Since when did you learn to be so cocky?”“Maybe since I wanted to show you how important I am.”She chuckled, patting my shoulder.“No need to show me. I already know how important you are, Mr. Henrix.”She grabbed the knife and looked at me.“Come on. Let’s cut the cake together.”“Why?”“Because I said so.”I sighed and placed my hand over hers.Together, we cut the cake.Then we sat at her dining table and ate together.Halfw
Serena’s Point of View“When you walk out of here today, you’ll be free.”I looked at Adrian.We were standing just in front of the courthouse. My lawyer, Marcus Whitfield, was a few steps ahead of us, talking to someone.I took a slow breath.“Yes, I’ll be free.”Until last night, I had been uncertain about the outcome of today’s hearing. I was afraid to have high hopes.But Adrian…He had somehow managed to make me feel certain.Made me hope again.I smiled at him, and he smiled back.A rare, bright smile.Marcus opened the door and turned to us.“It’s time.”Adrian looked at me.“Ready?”I nodded.“Ready.”We walked inside together.I sat beside my lawyer while Adrian took the seat behind us.My hands felt colder despite the warmth in the room.I clasped them together on my lap.And suddenly, warmth wrapped around them.My gaze fell to Adrian’s hand covering mine.I raised my head and looked at him.He simply smiled.But that smile said everything that needed to be said.A moment l
Adrian’s Point of View“Serena, have you…”I pushed open her bedroom door and froze in my tracks.Yes, I completely froze.Serena stood beside the bed in nothing but her pajama pants, her top still in her hands.All the senses in my mind vanished making me forget that I was actually supposed to do something right now.Something other than fucking stare at her.Her eyes widened.“Adrian!”She quickly pressed the pajama top against her chest.I felt a little disappointed, honestly.But that finally brought some sense back into my head.“Turn around!” she yelled.I did.Immediately.I was glad she didn’t see how flustered and disappointed I looked at the same time.“I thought you were already dressed. I even took a shower, and you’re still changing?”“I was trying on a few dresses.”“For tomorrow?”Tomorrow.The early hearing we had finally managed to secure.“You can turn around now.”I turned carefully.She had put on her pajama top, her cheeks still flushed.There were several dresses
Serena’s Point of View“Tech Girl.”I stopped pouring coffee into my mug and turned my head.Noah walked into the break room with his usual cheerful grin.However, seeing him now immediately reminded me of the cemetery.Of the Noah who had looked like a completely different person from this cheerful, almost childish man in front of me.The Noah who punched Rowen with his eyes turned icy cold.The Noah who asked my permission to sit beside me.Noah who said Theo would have been a pretty, cute baby with large brown eyes.I took a deep breath and smiled at him.“Hey.”“That's all I get?”I raised an eyebrow.“What more should I say?”“I don't know. Maybe a little more enthusiasm after I made myself a hero in front of you.”He grinned.I rolled my eyes.Here he was.The Noah I knew.I turned completely toward him.“Actually, Noah, I wanted to talk to you.”“Hmm…”“My lawyer said you came today to give your statement about what happened at the cemetery.”“Oh.”“Thank you so much.”He shrug
Adrian’s Point of View“You left the conference yesterday.”I looked at my father sitting across from me.As expected, he had summoned me to meet him the very next day after the conference.“I had to leave right before the end, but Watson handled everything.”“If Watson was enough to handle everything, why do you think I asked you to go yourself?”“I stayed for the whole conference. I only left before the last thirty minutes.”“Even though the conference ended thirty minutes later, there was an after-party, which was even more important. But you never bothered to show up.”I let out a sigh inwardly.The after-party…I hadn’t even thought about it last night.All I had wanted was to be with her.“Was it because of Serena Gilbert?”Before I could even come up with an answer, he asked.Every muscle in my body stiffened at the sound of her name.“It had nothing to do with her.”He stared at me for a moment and then let out a low chuckle.“I have observed you your whole life. I know you wo
Serena’s Point of View“What did you say?”He asked as he pulled me toward him.I blinked at him.“What?”“About seeing another man shirtless?”I burst out laughing.“Adrian, are you seriously jealous because I’ve seen my husband shirtless before?”“Ex-husband.”The tone of his voice made the laughter on my lips slowly fade away.“Yes. Soon-to-be ex-husband.”I tried to turn around, but he pulled me even closer, my face almost touching his bare chest now.“Adrian…”He traced his bandaged hand along my face. He was careful, but the bandage still felt rough against my skin, making me look directly into his eyes, which had turned slightly red.“I don’t like hearing you talk about him.”I let out a long sigh.I had mentioned Rowen just to get out of an embarrassing moment, but it seemed to have triggered something entirely different in Adrian.“I didn’t want to talk about him either. I just mentioned a fact. Nothing more.”He suddenly pressed his lips against mine and stole a quick kiss.
Serena’s Point of View“Sir… I didn’t realize you had arrived.”Marco’s tone shifted instantly into something respectful and polite as he stepped toward the table by the window.The tall man in the dark suit didn’t respond. He simply looked at the customer, his eyes completely emotionless.I turned
Serena’s Point of View“For table seven!”Lucy called from the kitchen, and I quickly picked up the tray.It was a Friday evening, my third day at Lena’s. With Lena suddenly ill, Marco was managing the restaurant, and the whole place felt slightly off.I made my way through the crowded tables.The
Serena’s Point of ViewFinding a place to stay wasn’t easy, and I didn’t have the luxury to be picky.After a few calls and visits, I finally found a room in a shared apartment.Fortunately, they only required the monthly rent as a deposit.The place was small, just enough for a bed, a table, and a
Adrian’s Point of ViewI returned to the office after the meeting at 4Axis.There were documents waiting. There were always documents waiting.I went through one file, trying to read the figures carefully, but I wasn’t focused.My mind kept returning to the restaurant.To her.I hadn’t expected to







