All Chapters of His Innocent Sera: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

"Mom and Dad would be so proud to see you, Dyson. You're doing so well," Sera encouraged her brother with tears in her eyes as he tried to reach for the spoon she held in her hand. He had begun to move, even if only a little, but the very fact that he was trying filled her with hope that he would soon recover completely. Patrick had put his heart and soul into treating him. If not for him, it might have taken Dyson longer to respond to the treatment. She couldn't help but feel guilty. He was an amiable person with a kind heart, but Nate's brutal attack on him had left her shame-faced. A week had passed, but she couldn't even gather the courage to call him and ask after his health. He must be hating on her. She was snapped out of her thought as Dyson gripped the spoon. Sera smiled. "Very good," she praised, happy. In response, his lips quirked in a half-smile. He could hear her and was trying to respond. He hadn't begun talking yet, just some incoherent mumbles, but the doctor had as

Sera handed Freya a cup of herbal tea before accompanying her on a quiet night walk. Gentle gusts of breeze, carrying the dewy scent of tuberose, drifted along the pavement as they headed toward the Moonlake garden."....I would sneak out of the orphanage at night, and Ara would have to cover for me...she has always been a sweetheart and I a troublemaker," Freya shared with a nostalgic smile on her face. How fast the time had flown. It felt just like yesterday, they were messing around in their orphanage. "Sounds like a perfect team to me," Sera replied, enjoying her childhood stories. "We are," Freya said softly. "I protected her from bullies, and she protected me from myself." A quiet ache stirred in Sera’s chest, a longing for a friendship like theirs bloomed in her heart. She had Hannah, but the girl was so much younger, and there were countless things she couldn’t confide in her. "She is very kind and loving," Sera agreed wholeheartedly. Honestly, she had received more warmth

Nate’s gaze swept over the crowd. Most were Mr. and Mrs. Alvarez’s acquaintances, with a few of his business partners scattered among them. His staff had joined as well, blending into the gathering in their finest attire. His eyes accidentally met those of one of the cleaning staff. The man stiffened, as if waiting for him to scold him for joining, but Nate just looked away. He could tell they were Sera's guests. His gaze finally found her. She stood quietly near a bush, almost hiding with Dyson. A smile shimmered on her glossy lips as she watched people enjoying their time. His angel was nervous. Nate grabbed a glass of juice and walked towards her. As he neared, her eyes gravitated towards him. He offered her the juice. She took the glass with a quiet thank you. Nate came to stand beside her, their silence shared as they watched the guests together.She cast him a sidelong look, wondering why he was aloof. He surely knew half the people here, so why was he lingering by her side i

Santiago had opened a new mall in Milan, and they were there to attend the opening.“This one?” Freya held up the gown, waiting for Sera’s reaction. Sera hesitated, and that was all the answer Freya needed. She returned it to the stack. They were currently browsing stores for the outfit Freya would wear at tomorrow’s launch."You look good in everything you wear," Sera told her as they entered another store. Freya chuckled as if remembering something and said, "It's his dialogue. Santiago says this every time I drag him from store to store." Sera smiled. She pictured her dragging him through the stores. It looked cute. They stepped into another store. Sera inhaled the cool, dewy fragrance of wealth, the gentle music wrapping the space in elegance. A saleswoman approached them with her practiced, friendly smile and enquired after the purpose of their visit. Then, with graceful ease, she guided them to the back, where the finest gowns were displayed. The women left to let them shop

Nate watched them from a distance. Ara and Killian mingled with guests. Killian's expression remained brooding while Ara returned guests' smiles with her warmer ones. It had always been like this; his father exuded an intimidating aura that kept people wary, while his mother softened the edges with her smile, easing them. They were poles opposite but perfect together.Hesitation weighed on his feet, making it difficult to move. His eyes wandered to her, and found her already watching him. For a moment, they simply looked at one another until she offered him a small, reassuring nod. Swallowing back his hesitation, he started toward them. "Mom," he called. Ara looked at him, surprised. Nate stood there, struggling to find what to say next."How did you guys come?" he asked finally. "Your dad's jet," Ara replied. "What happened? You okay?" Ara asked, genuinely concerned. The sudden shift in his behavior was perplexing. "Yeah. I am fine," Nate answered, dismissing her concern. "How