Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting-Chapter 788: I never want to let you go again...
After speaking of Serena Sterling’s luck, Lucy Foster continued with a slightly sour tone, saying: "But our Designer Sterling doesn’t know how to cherish it; she fled from her engagement with Young Master Morris. As a result, not only did she anger her mother into being hospitalized, but she also caused the Morris Group’s shares to plummet..."
After Lucy’s words fell, someone spoke up, "And, you know, just because Designer Sterling stirred up trouble, she gave an admirer of Young Master Morris a chance, which ended up causing her own mother’s death."
After saying this, she followed up with a mocking comment, "If under these circumstances, Designer Sterling and Young Master Morris can still end up together, I really have to admire Designer Sterling."
The women in the booth were wantonly discussing Serena Sterling.
The female protagonist they were discussing bumped into a man she didn’t want to see after coming out from the restroom.
The man wore a custom-made black suit, standing tall in the dim lighting.
With his slender, handsome fingers, he held a cigarette stained with smoke.
He casually and mischievously placed it on his thin, sensual lips, gently took a puff, and then slowly exhaled...
White smoke swirled, veiling the man’s dark eyes.
Looking at the man in front of her, Serena Sterling couldn’t help but recall everything from the previous night.
Not wanting to deal with this man, Serena Sterling withdrew her gaze.
She said nothing, as if she didn’t see the man at all, gracefully and calmly passing by him.
But just as Serena Sterling walked past the man, ready to leave him behind, the next second, the man suddenly reached out and grabbed Serena Sterling’s small hand.
Serena Sterling was startled and, before she could react, was pulled into another booth by the man.
This booth was Malcom Moore’s exclusive booth at CC Pub, where Malcom and Serena often came to play after establishing their relationship.
There are far too many beautiful memories here for them, also the place where Malcom spent countless sleepless nights over the past three years buying himself into a stupor.
After pulling Serena into the booth, Malcom still didn’t release Serena’s hand.
His pitch-black eyes were deep, just looking at Serena Sterling as if he wanted to absorb her soul entirely into his bottomless eyes.
Serena Sterling forcefully tried to shake off the man’s large hand, but Malcom Moore’s clearly defined hand tightly held her small hand.
Failing to break free, she looked towards Malcom with cold eyes, harshly questioning, "Young Master Morris, let me go. Why did you bring me here?"
Malcom did not let go.
He continued to tightly grip the woman’s small hand, mastering the force well, neither letting her break free nor hurting her.
His deep gaze swept around the booth, finally landing back on Serena Sterling’s face, and asked softly and hoarsely, "Do you remember this place?"
After speaking, not waiting for Serena Sterling’s reply, he lowly, self-deprecatingly laughed, "Oh yes, why would you remember? You wouldn’t remember this place!"
Malcom Moore’s deep, painful eyes stared directly into Serena’s eyes as he continued speaking: "But do you know? During these three years you were gone, I often spent time here. I was afraid I couldn’t resist looking for you, yet couldn’t control my longing for you, so I could only indulge myself in drunken dreams here..."
While speaking, the force in Malcom’s hand suddenly increased.
He looked at Serena, continuing to say, "Do you know? I so desperately want to hold onto your hand, yet I’m afraid you’ll be sad, upset, so I didn’t dare come looking for you..."
"Young Master Morris, you’re hurting me!" Serena suddenly spoke, interrupting Malcom’s unfinished words.
Hearing Serena shout in pain, Malcom immediately loosened his grip.
At the same time, Serena instantly withdrew her hand that Malcom had been holding.
She did not look at the hand that Malcom had hurt, her gaze coldly meeting Malcom’s, speaking coldly, "Young Master Morris, the past is in the past. What we need to do is not to dwell on it but to each look forward and embrace our futures."
Malcom Moore grabbed Serena Sterling’s hand again, holding tightly.
He looked at Serena in pain, asking, "The past? Luna, tell me, how could it be in the past? What do I do if I can’t move on?"
Serena Sterling: "..."
How does she know what to do? She...
"Luna, I don’t have as ruthless a heart as you do, to say let go and I’ve let go, to say it’s in the past and it’s in the past." Saying so, Malcom placed Serena’s hand on his chest, "It hurts here, emptied out completely, you know?"
In Malcom Moore’s bottomless eyes, dwelt a terrifying beast.
At this moment, this beast broke free, uncontrolled and uncontainable, rushing out.
"During these three years, I’ve told myself countless times that once you return, I’ll never let you go again!"
Malcom Moore’s demon-red eyes looked at Serena Sterling, dominantly, indisputably continuing to say, "So, Luna, I’ve decided that this time, no matter what, I won’t let you go!"
Speaking these words, Malcom’s eyes were fiercely red, his chest heaving intensely... 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Keeping Serena Sterling by his side, whether she is in pain or whether she can forget the past wounds, he won’t let her go. This is the beast—desire—buried deep in Malcom Moore’s heart.
These years, Malcom has wanted to find Serena Sterling every moment, find her, and at all costs keep her by his side.
But thinking of her potential pain, Malcom has always suppressed the beast of desire in his heart.
Now seeing Serena Sterling happy alone, seeing her completely forget him, treating him as a stranger, Malcom can no longer control his inner desire and obsession.
This beast that Malcom had always suppressed broke out, making Malcom disregard everything else, focusing only on wanting Serena Sterling!
Malcom tightly held Serena’s hand, as if by doing so, he could keep Serena by his side, forever, always by his side.
He did not care what Serena’s current identity was or whose wife she was; none of this mattered to him as long as she stayed with him!
Even if she would hate him more, it’d be better than treating him as a stranger!
He wanted to drag her into his world. If they couldn’t be happy together, then they’d fall into hell together!
Seeing this side of Malcom, a fleeting sadness surfaced in Serena’s eyes.
The sadness vanished too quickly, so fast that it became a smile, a mocking, ambiguous smile, "Young Master Morris, you know, I’m already married, and I even have a daughter."
