My Husband Cheated, So I Slept With His Uncle The first time I saw Elias Anderson, my mind conjured countless intimate scenarios with him. Tonight, my fantasies became reality. “An affair with me? Are you sure?” In the dim room, I hovered above her, my voice low and husky, barely restraining my desire. Serena Davies leaned in and kissed me first. “Uncle, I’m sure.” “Aren’t you afraid your husband will find out?” Her lips were warm, driving me insane. I gripped her waist, asking, “Are you doing this to use me? To get back at your cheating husband?” Serena purred, her hand tracing the sharp line of my jaw, her voice a liquid seduction. “Uncle, are you afraid to touch me? Afraid our secret will get out and ruin your family ties?” “Hah.” I lowered my head and claimed her lips. “In this world, darling, there’s nothing that scares me.” My kiss was hot and possessive, my fiery tongue plunging in, claiming every sweet corner. “Mmm… Uncle…” “Don’t be so quick to call out my name. You’ll be screaming it later.” I tore off her dress, my hot hands exploring every curve… Three hours later. Serena Davies stumbled out of the room, her legs trembling. The party downstairs was still in full swing. Tonight was Mr. Anderson Sr.’s eightieth birthday. All the Anderson family descendants had flown in from various places to celebrate. Downstairs was bustling and lively. She’d been thoroughly *used*, and her walk was now distinctly odd. If anyone noticed, they’d surely figure something out. Serena exited through another staircase. The path led to the dimly lit garden. “Mmm… Liam, I thought you said you were breaking things off with me?” A woman’s soft moans drifted from behind the rockery. Serena’s steps froze. “You’re so captivating, how could I ever let you go? That was just something I said to appease my wife. As long as we’re careful and she doesn’t find out again, we’ll be fine.” Liam Anderson’s low, hoarse voice was barely audible. “And remember, behave yourself. Don’t try to let Serena find out. No matter how many women I have outside, she’s the one with the unshakeable position as my wife. Understand?” The man’s voice carried a hint of warning. “Mmm, I understand…” Serena stood a short distance from theery, her nails digging into her palms. Her heart felt like it was being squeezed tight, leaving her breathless with pain. It wasn’t the first time she’d caught them, so why did her heart still ache uncontrollably? Behind the rockery, enjoying their forbidden pleasure, were none other than her husband and his mistress. No one was more familiar with those two voices than she was. A month ago, she’d gone to the office to bring Liam homemade chicken soup, only to witness him and his assistant having an affair. She’d caught them red-handed. After her initial grief, she’d caused a scene in front of both families’ elders, determined to get a divorce. But the union between the Anderson and Davies families was a massive business alliance, steeped in immense financial stakes. No one agreed. Mr. Anderson Sr. merely subjected Liam to a severe family discipline, making him apologize and promise never to repeat his mistakes. Her own family even advised her, “Men will be men, Serena. Just turn a blind eye. Besides, Liam promised he wouldn’t do it again.” She refused, insisting on the divorce. Liam wouldn’t agree. He knelt, begged for her forgiveness, swore she was the only one he loved, claiming his assistant had seduced him, and he’d just lost control for a moment. He promised that if she’d just forgive him this one time, he’d never make the same mistake again. No one knew the depth of Serena’s pain. Though their marriage was an alliance, she and Liam had been childhood sweethearts, truly in love. They’d grown up together, dated for four years, and been married for three. She’d never imagined that Liam, who had once rejected countless other women for her, would also succumb to an affair like any other man. The ‘seven-year itch’—it seems so few manage to escape it. She wanted a divorce. She cried for three days and three nights, pleading with both the Davies and Anderson families, begging them to allow her to end the marriage. But for a daughter of these powerful families, you were born a pawn in their game. I cried until my tears ran dry, even went on a hunger strike. But they still refused. The day she woke up in the hospital, Liam held her hand. “Serena, if you really can’t stand it, why don’t you have an affair once too? Then we’ll be even, okay?” Her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling. Her voice, dry and raspy, responded, “Okay.” Liam hadn’t expected her to say that, and a flicker of unease crossed his mind. But he quickly dismissed it. He believed Serena loved him to the bone; she would never actually do such a thing. She was just angry, deliberately saying things to spite him. But Serena was serious. No one truly loved her. Everyone sacrificed her happiness for their own benefit. So, she decided to get her revenge on everyone. By sleeping with me. The Anderson family’s golden boy. ### Chapter 2 “Mmm… Liam, what if I get pregnant?” Chloe Miller leaned her hands on the rockery, her voice breathless, her cheeks flushed. “You know my rules.” Liam suddenly stopped. “Take your birth control pills. I only recognize the child Serena carries.” Chloe’s voice was full of resentment. “You really do love her…” “Yes, I only love her.” Liam admitted without hesitation. “You’re just my sexual partner. Don’t fantasize about anything more, understand?” “Then aren’t you afraid she’ll find out again?” Chloe turned and hooked her arms around his neck, saying softly, “This is your family’s garden, and you still asked me to come here…” “She had too much to drink and went back to her room early. She won’t find out.” With that, he gripped the woman’s waist and resumed his movements. Serena listened to the sordid sounds, a mocking smile playing on her lips. Liam, your love is truly cheap and disgusting. This time, she didn’t choose to confront them. Because confronting them again would be meaningless. She still wouldn’t get a divorce. But she wouldn’t compromise. She would never spend the rest of her life with a fickle, filthy man. Regarding the divorce, she already had another plan… And I was the key to her plan’s success. A flicker of determination crossed Serena’s eyes, and she walked away from that dirty place. She didn’t notice the pair of deep, dark eyes watching her from behind. After her slender figure disappeared, I emerged into the moonlight. I watched the direction where she’d vanished, a subtle curve to my lips, a knowing smile playing on my face. Serena, this time, you came looking for trouble with me. You won’t escape. The birthday banquet ended. Liam Anderson returned to their matrimonial villa. Pushing open the door, he saw Serena already lying in bed. “Serena.” He walked to the bedside and called her softly. Serena didn’t respond. Seeing that she was fast asleep, Liam tiptoed out of the room to shower in the guest bathroom, instructing a maid to immediately take his perfume-scented clothes for cleaning. Only after ensuring there was no lingering scent on him did he return to their room. He gazed at Serena’s pure face, his eyes brimming with affection. Although he couldn’t control his physical urges and slept with other women, he knew in his heart that Serena was the only one he loved. It was just that they had been together for too long, and the day-today monotony of married life had become too boring. He needed a little excitement, a taste of something wild. This didn’t diminish his love. As long as he was more careful and didn’t let her discover his continued contact with Chloe Miller, their marriage would be fine. Besides, she loved him so much. With time, once the wound in her heart faded, she would forgive him. All the couples in their circle were like this. They could still live happily ever after. Then, they’d have a child, and they’d be a happy family of three. Liam indulged in his fantasies, embracing Serena before drifting off to sleep. After he fell asleep, Serena slowly opened her eyes, her face expressionless, and gently pushed him away, creating distance between them. She absolutely didn’t want to lie in the same bed as him, but the villa was staffed with maids from both the Anderson and Davies families, ostensibly to serve, but in reality, to monitor. If she and Liam were to sleep in separate rooms, the elders from both families would call her in for a “talk” the very next day. She felt suffocated. For now, apart from temporary compromise, she had no other choice. Serena touched her flat stomach, her emotions complex. She hoped tonight’s indulgence would yield a good result, helping her break free from the Anderson and Davies families and run far away. To gain her freedom. ### Chapter 3 Morning. Serena Davies woke up early and began her routine in the bathroom. Liam Anderson’s young face appeared in the mirror. He hugged Serena from behind, nuzzling her cheek. “Serena, why did you come back by yourself last night instead of waiting for me?” Serena brushed her teeth, her tone flat. “I couldn’t find you anywhere.” “…” Liam in the mirror looked a little guilty, lowering his gaze, avoiding her eyes. “I had too much to drink and felt dizzy, so I just found a random room to rest in. Maybe the maids couldn’t find me.” “Oh.” Serena replied indifferently. Liam looked at her unadorned face. Thinking about his wild night with Chloe Miller, a wave of guilt washed over him. “Serena, let’s make things right between us from now on.” He hugged her tighter, so tight it was as if he feared she might run away. “I promise I won’t ever hurt you again.” Men lie with such practiced ease. Not a blush, not a flicker of guilt, even after spending the night with another woman. A sudden wave of sorrow washed over Serena. How many times had she been fooled? Hah, well, it didn’t matter anymore. After brushing her teeth, she removed Liam’s hands. “You go get ready. I’ll go see if breakfast is ready.” She walked out of the bathroom. As she turned, her fair nape caught Liam’s eye. Her skin was so fair that the small red mark stood out, a jarring splash of color. Liam’s gaze sharpened instantly. “Serena, what’s that red mark on your neck?” A strange unease filled his heart. Serena instinctively reached up to touch it, her mind involuntarily replaying the wild events of last night. It must have been him, done while her mind was blank. Men truly were all the same—they loved a thrill. Serena mimicked Liam’s poker face, replying calmly, “I don’t know, maybe I scratched myself by accident.” “Is that so?” But it looked so much like a hickey. Liam’s heart inexplicably skipped a beat, a strange feeling nagging at him. Then he reconsidered. It couldn’t be a hickey. Serena loved him deeply, and even if she wasn’t quick to forgive his transgression, she wouldn’t actually cheat on him and sleep with another man. Besides, she was a very traditional woman. During their four years of dating in college, she would only kiss him; she wouldn’t even let him touch her intimately. Their first time was on their wedding night. That’s why he’d told her to have an affair to even the score. He’d said that precisely because he knew she wouldn’t do it, and it would also alleviate his own guilt. “Do you want to put some cream on it?” Liam, having reassured himself, asked caringly. Serena resumed walking. “No need.” She finished breakfast without waiting for Liam. Right after, she received a SnapChat message from me. It told her to meet me at a hot springs resort. As soon as Liam arrived, she stood up, ready to leave. A maid handed her a white handbag. Liam took her hand. “Serena, where are you going?” “To my sculpting class.” A daughter-in-law in these elite families wasn’t expected to have a career. Even attending top universities was just to prove superior genes, ensuring no ‘foolish’ heirs. Their daily routine boiled down to maintaining their image and preparing their wombs to produce children. With that explanation, Liam naturally wouldn’t suspect anything. “Serena, your figure is already perfect,” Liam praised her with a smile. “Better than any model. You don’t need to go to sculpting class every week.” Serena pulled her hand free and walked briskly out. “I’m used to it. I’m leaving now.” Watching her receding back, Liam’s brow furrowed slightly. For the past month, Serena’s attitude towards him had remained distant. It was his fault for hurting her. He could only make it up to her slowly. He pulled out his phone and made a call. “Is that Hermes bag Serena likes in stock yet?” His assistant replied from the other end. “I was just about to call you. It arrived this morning. I’ll pick it up from the store in a bit.” Liam nodded. “Good, don’t mess it up. Serena’s birthday is in two weeks. This is her surprise from me.” “Yes.” Half an hour later, Serena arrived at the hot springs resort. ### Chapter 4 This particular hot springs resort was one of my properties. The receptionist saw her and immediately greeted her with a warm, professional smile. “Ms. Davies, I believe you have an appointment with Mr. Anderson? Please follow me.” Serena nodded slightly and followed the receptionist into the spa. After several turns and winding corridors, they finally reached their destination. The receptionist smiled. “Mr. Anderson is inside. Please go in, Ms. Davies. I’ll take my leave now.” After the person left, she hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand to knock. “Come in.” A deep, magnetic voice sounded from within. Serena twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open. To her surprise, the moment she looked up, she was met with a tantalizing sight. I stood by the edge of the hot tub, my tall figure exposed from the waist up. My taut muscle lines were subtly revealed through the steamy air, and a few drops of water trickled down my broad chest, disappearing into the white towel wrapped around my waist. My hair was slightly damp, a few strands clinging to my forehead, adding to my sexy, untamed aura. I saw Serena enter, a playful smile on my lips, but my eyes burned with intense desire. I spoke slowly. “Serena, you’re here. I’ve been waiting for you.” Serena’s face flushed slightly. Her eyes unconsciously darted away from my body as she pretended to be composed. “Uncle, what did you need to see me for?” I took long strides, walking slowly towards her, each step exuding a sense of raw dominance. “Are you feeling okay?” Serena instantly understood my meaning. The wild images from last night flashed through her mind, and her cheeks flushed even deeper. “Uncle, I’m fine.” “Are you? Then it seems we can go for another round today?” I stopped in front of her, leaning down, my warm breath fanning her face. Serena froze. “What?” “I got a taste last night, and now I’m addicted.” I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her body close to mine, and whispered in her ear. “If we’re going to have an affair, let’s go all the way.” With that, I kissed her lips. The bag in Serena’s hand dropped to the floor, and her arms wrapped around my waist. She didn’t refuse me; instead, she met my kiss. Because she needed my seed to escape the prison of her arranged marriage. We kissed passionately for a long time. I then scooped her up and carried her towards the steaming hot springs. After another round of intense kissing, I reached for a condom placed by the pool, tearing open the wrapper with my teeth. Serena noticed my action and gasped, “Don’t use it.” “Don’t use it?” I lifted her chin, my dark eyes glinting mischievously. “Not afraid of getting pregnant with my baby?” She *wanted* to get pregnant with my baby. Serena shook her head. “It’s uncomfortable with it on. I’ll take pills afterward.” I leaned in close, chuckling softly. “Quite bold, aren’t we?” “Come on.” Serena hooked her arms around my neck, her eyes hazy with desire, overtly seducing me. My Adam’s apple bobbed. I kissed the corner of her lips. “They say Liam Anderson’s wife is the most graceful and traditional. Your current behavior doesn’t quite match people’s perception of you.” “Don’t people usually have two faces?” She tilted her head, a light laugh escaping her lips. “Besides, don’t men prefer the ‘wilder’ type anyway?” Just like Liam, who publicly claimed to love her beyond measure, but couldn’t resist the charms of his ‘wild’ secretary. She was laughing, yet her eyes held a hint of sadness. I didn’t like the sadness in her eyes. My warm lips slowly trailed from her cheek to her brow, and my large hands gripped her waist. “Wild or not, I like you.” In my eyes, she was a walking temptation, even when doing nothing. Giving her no more chance for sorrowful thoughts, I sealed her lips with mine. We indulged in a long, passionate embrace in that private space. After the intensity faded, I carried a boneless Serena out of the hot springs and into the adjacent lounge, placing her gently on the large bed. Then I turned and left the room. Serena, regaining some strength, sat up, then draped her slender legs over the headboard, placing a pillow beneath her waist. This position was supposedly more conducive to conception. Having done all this, she stared at the ceiling, a sudden sense of sorrow washing over her. She, Serena Davies, was actually so desperate to carry another man’s child, all just to escape an unhappy marriage. How pathetic. Serena let out a laugh, and as she laughed, two streams of tears welled in her eyes. Her heart felt as though it had been filled with sand, a dull, heavy ache. I walked in with a plate of food, just in time to see her taking her legs off the headboard. “What are you doing?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. ### Chapter 5 Serena Davies lied, “Nothing, my legs were tired, just resting them for a bit.” Her true purpose couldn’t be exposed, otherwise, I definitely wouldn’t cooperate with her. My deep, dark eyes stared at her for a moment, a half-smile playing on my lips. Those dark eyes seemed to see right through people, and Serena felt a shiver of unease under my gaze. She stepped barefoot onto the floor, feeling awkward. “Um, Uncle, I should head back now.” “Not going to eat something?” I offered her the sandwich in my hand. “You used up a lot of energy just now. You need to refuel.” “I’ll eat it on the way.” Serena took it and left, her steps a little hurried. Except when she was seducing me, she actually wasn’t very comfortable being alone with me. Because my eyes were too sharp, always making her feel like there was nowhere to hide. As if I could see right through her. “I’m going on a business trip abroad. Pick me up at the airport in ten days. I’ll SnapChat you the details.” My low voice drifted after her. Serena’s steps faltered. “Got it.” It was almost two in the afternoon when she returned to the villa. Seeing her back, a maid asked, “Madam, are you still sending chicken soup to the Master today?” Chicken soup. Serena used to send chicken soup to Liam Anderson every day. The day she discovered his affair, she was late with the soup. Liam, thinking she wasn’t sending it, confidently engaged in office *play* with his mistress. That’s when she realized that every day, after finishing the nourishing soup she personally prepared, he would get intimate with his secretary. He was always so busy with work, and she often worried he was losing weight. So she’d gone to great lengths, consulted reliable traditional doctors to get a nourishing soup recipe, and personally selected ingredients and herbs, dedicating her efforts to replenish his health. In return, he channeled all that replenished energy into his mistress. Making her concern seem like a joke. Serena calmly replied, “Pack it up. I’ll send it over now.” The ironic thing was, despite everything, she still had to act as if nothing had happened and dutifully deliver it. Because if she stopped, both the Anderson and Davies families would deem their relationship discordant and dispatch elders to “mediate.” She was a person living under constant surveillance. A mere link in the chain of Anderson-Davies interests. No one cared if the ‘item’ was happy, as long as it served its purpose. So, no one truly cared about her. The chicken soup was packed, and Serena carried it out. Anderson Group. When he received the call from the receptionist, Liam Anderson was pressing Chloe Miller onto his office desk. Hearing that Serena was on her way, he immediately got off Chloe. “Go hide somewhere. Don’t let Serena see you.” Liam hastily straightened his wrinkled shirt, then opened the window to air out the hormonal scent in the office. He had initially fired Chloe at Mr. Anderson Sr.’s insistence, but he and Chloe had grown so accustomed to their office romps that he couldn’t resist after just a few days. He quietly brought her back, then specifically instructed the receptionist to call him whenever Serena arrived. As long as Serena didn’t know Chloe was back, there wouldn’t be any problems. Chloe picked up her scattered clothes and dressed, casting a resentful glance at Liam. “If I’m so undesirable in public, why did you call me back?” Seeing her unhappiness, Liam cupped her face and kissed her, placatingly saying, “Isn’t this for the good of all three of us? If Serena finds out, she’ll make a scene again, and then Mr. Anderson Sr. will personally intervene, which I’m afraid won’t be good for you.” ### Chapter 6 “Fine.” Chloe Miller huffed, her finger tracing circles on his chest. “She’s bringing chicken soup. Later, I’ll personally feed it to you.” Thinking of her particular “feeding” method, Liam Anderson grinned mischievously. “Good, I’ll wait for you to personally ‘feed’ it to me.” Chloe gave him a媚眼 (seductive wink) before reluctantly opening the office door and leaving. She didn’t rush to leave; she waited for the executive elevator to open, for the people inside to exit, before turning and heading towards the regular staff elevator. Serena Davies saw Chloe Miller’s retreating back. She watched silently, her face expressionless. It wasn’t surprising that Liam couldn’t wait to mess around with Chloe at Mr. Anderson Sr.’s birthday banquet, nor that he secretly brought the already-fired Chloe back to the office. Thankfully, she had never believed Liam would change in the first place. A leopard doesn’t change its spots. “Serena, you’re here.” Liam saw her enter the office and walked towards her happily, reaching out to take the food container from her hand. Serena’s nose wrinkled. Her sense of smell was keen, and even with the window open, dissipating much of the scent, she still caught it. It seemed he’d been with Chloe again. Thankfully, she no longer cared. “Chicken soup. Drink it while it’s hot. I’m leaving now.” She didn’t even sit down for a moment, turning to leave. Liam grabbed her wrist. “Serena, aren’t you going to stay with me for a bit? Why are you in such a hurry?” Serena turned back to him, saying calmly, “Do you need my company?” For some reason, Liam felt like there was a double meaning in her words, and a familiar unease welled up in him. “Serena, of course I need your company.” He set down the chicken soup and pulled her into his arms. “Why don’t you just stay for the afternoon?” He lowered his head, intending to kiss her. Serena thought of what he’d just done with Chloe in the office and felt a wave of nausea. She pushed him away. “I have to go to the hospital this afternoon. I can’t stay with you.” Rejected, Liam felt a little uncomfortable. But she hadn’t forgiven him yet, so it was normal for her to refuse intimacy. Actually, it also showed that she cared about him; only if she cared would she be angry. Liam comforted himself, then gripped her shoulders with both hands. “Why are you going to the hospital?” “For a check-up. To prepare for pregnancy,” she said. He remembered. Their families had been pressuring them to have children. They’d been married for three years without a child, and the elders from both families were subtly displeased, urging them with increasing frequency this year to have a baby. The topic of having children came up at almost every family dinner. In truth, both he and Serena had no problems conceiving. It was just that he hadn’t been interested in having children these past few years, not yet ready to be a father, so he had always used contraception. Of course, more than anything, he wanted more alone time with Serena. However, he had changed his mind now. He needed Serena to get pregnant as soon as possible. Once they had a child, the bond between him and Serena would deepen, and the ties between the Anderson and Davies families would become even stronger. Serena would never be able to leave him. “I’ll go with you after work,” Liam offered eagerly. Serena shook her head, refusing. “No need. You’re so busy with work; you don’t need to take time out to accompany me. I’ve said enough; I’m leaving now.” She walked out of the office. Liam watched her receding back, and a suffocating tightness suddenly gripped his chest. She was still distant with him. In the past, if he suggested doing something with her, she would light up like a child. Not like now, her words were flat, her emotions muted, everything subdued. Completely unlike the lively, adorable Serena he once knew. Liam clutched his chest. His heart ached, and guilt washed over him like a tide. He had ruined her. At that moment, the office door opened again. Chloe Miller walked in. Seeing him clutching his chest, her face immediately showed concern. “Liam, what’s wrong?” she asked worriedly. Liam looked at her face, unable to stop himself from asking, was seeking thrills with Chloe truly that important? Was the satisfaction of physical desire really more important than his relationship with Serena? The pleasure was fleeting, but that fleeting moment caused Serena pain, disappointment, and a loss of enthusiasm for him. Was it really that important? He asked himself over and over, but a definite answer eluded him. “Liam, what are you thinking about?” Seeing that he seemed less distressed, Chloe’s hand caressed his chest, and her body pressed against his. “Don’t think too much. Let’s continue our ‘game’ that we didn’t finish.” She initiated, kissing him. Liam wanted to refuse, feeling profoundly guilty towards Serena. But gradually, desire overcame reason. He scooped Chloe up and pressed her onto the sofa. At the same time. Serena Davies had already arrived at the hospital. After a series of examinations, the doctor said, “Your health is excellent; you can conceive directly. You’re currently in your ovulation period these few days. Have you been intimate with your husband?” Serena nodded. “Yes.” “More frequent intimacy would increase your chances of pregnancy.” She asked, “If I conceive, how long until I can find out?” “Ten days after intercourse,” the doctor replied. Serena touched her stomach. Last night, during my first time with her, I had used protection. But for the subsequent two times, she had coaxed me not to. And this morning, we hadn’t used protection either. My body seemed strong, I didn’t smoke or drink much, so my ‘seed’ quality should be excellent. She hoped there was already a result in her belly. Otherwise, in ten days, she’d have to find me again. That evening, Serena still went to bed early. Liam Anderson, having showered, thought about having a child. He held her from behind, his hand caressing her body. I whispered in her ear, “Serena, aren’t we trying to get pregnant? We should…” ### Chapter 7 Serena Davies removed my hand. “Let’s just go to sleep early.” “Serena, are you still angry with me?” Liam Anderson sat up, pulling her up as well. They faced each other. Serena lowered her gaze slightly, saying calmly, “Do you expect me to forgive you right now? Do you think that’s possible?” Liam took her hand, guiltily saying, “Serena, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have given in to temptation and betrayed our love. Believe me, I’ve truly changed.” His eyes were incredibly sincere, as if he had truly repented. If Serena hadn’t caught him cheating a second time, perhaps she would have foolishly believed him. She looked at the incredibly familiar face before her, yet it felt utterly foreign. As if she had never truly known him. Because the old Liam Anderson would never deceive her. But now, his mouth was full of lies. His love for her was also tainted with sickening falsehood. Serena suddenly didn’t want to see his face. She averted her gaze, her eyes landing on the darkness outside the window. “Just give me a little more time,” she said softly. Just a little more time, and she would completely escape her cage and gain freedom. Liam, however, thought her attitude had softened. After all, time was the best healer, and since divorce was out of the question, she had no choice but to compromise. Liam’s face lit up with joy. He hugged her tightly. “Serena, I know I made a huge mistake. Your coldness towards me now is your way of punishing me, and I deserve it. I don’t blame you. I’ll wait until the day you’re willing to forgive me.” That day would never come. She would never forgive betrayal. Serena let him hold her, her eyes fixed on the night, devoid of sorrow or joy. Time flew by. I, who was supposed to be on a ten-day business trip, returned early. Serena had just finished dinner when her SnapChat pinged with a message from me. It told her to pick me up at the airport. She stared at the message, lost in thought. She’d gone to the hospital for a check-up this morning. She wasn’t pregnant. If she couldn’t get pregnant with my child, her escape plan would fail. She would forever be trapped in the prison of her arranged marriage. She had to continue seducing me. “Serena, what are you looking at?” Liam Anderson put down his forks and looked up at her. Serena put her phone away and stood up. “I have something I need to go out for.” “Where are you going?” Liam frowned. “It’s so late. Do you want me to drive you?” Serena shook her head, already stepping out. “No need. A female friend suddenly has a fever and no one to take care of her. I’m going to check on her.” “Who is it?” he asked. He and Serena had been childhood sweethearts; there was no one among their friends they didn’t know. Serena casually lied. “A new friend I met in a baking class a few days ago. You don’t know her. I’ll be quick.” She left in a hurry. Liam didn’t think much of it and stood up, also leaving the dining room. Just then, he received a FaceTime call from Chloe Miller, asking him to pick her up from the airport. Chloe’s mother had been ill a few days ago, and she’d gone back to visit. She was returning today. She had already landed and was waiting for him to pick her up. Liam thought that since Serena wasn’t home and he was bored alone anyway, he might as well agree. Chloe hadn’t been around these past few days, and Serena wouldn’t let him touch her, so he was feeling particularly pent-up. ### Chapter 8 Serena Davies rushed to the airport and quickly found me in the main hall. I was dressed in a sharp suit, my posture upright. When I saw Serena, a hint of undetectable tenderness flashed in my eyes. “Uncle, why are you back early?” Serena asked softly. I subtly curved my lips, leaning close to her to whisper, “I missed you, so I couldn’t wait to come back.” Serena’s face flushed slightly. I took her hand naturally. “Come on, let’s get out of here first.” We walked side by side towards the exit. Just as we reached the door, Liam Anderson’s car pulled up. The car door opened, and a long, straight leg stepped out. About to come face to face, Serena’s heart leaped into her throat. She instinctively looked at me, a nervous tremor in her eyes. I quickly took off my coat and gently draped it over Serena’s shoulders, my arm naturally wrapping around her, pulling her close into my embrace. The hem of my coat cleverly concealed Serena’s figure, and my strong arm ingeniously hid most of Serena’s face. Liam saw me, first愣 (stunned), then a smile spread across his face as he came forward to greet me. “Uncle, why are you back early?” My expression was calm, and I nodded slightly. “Yes, my business abroad was handled, so I came back sooner.” With me embracing someone, Liam naturally noticed. His eyes instantly became knowing. “Uncle, this is…” I curved my lips. “Your future aunt.” “Really?” Liam had assumed it was just a casual fling; he never expected her to be my girlfriend. I never dated. What kind of woman could make me consider marriage? He was suddenly very curious, trying to glimpse into my embrace, but he couldn’t see clearly. “Is Auntie so shy she won’t even say hello to me?” Liam said playfully. I held the woman in my arms, changing direction. “She is indeed shy. I’ll bring her to the family estate soon, and then you’ll meet her.” “Uncle’s planning a surprise for all of us, then.” Liam chuckled, withdrawing his gaze. “The woman Uncle chose must be extraordinary. I’m really looking forward to that day.” “What are you doing at the airport?” I changed the subject. Liam scratched his head. “Just picking up a friend. Well, Uncle, I won’t disturb you any further. Goodbye.” After Liam turned and walked towards the waiting hall, I slowly released Serena, looking at her slightly tense face, and chuckled softly. “What, afraid our affair would be exposed?” Serena pursed her lips. “Aren’t you afraid?” “Me?” I took her hand, interlacing our fingers tightly. “At most, I’d face some family discipline from Mr. Anderson Sr. What’s there to be afraid of?” “…” For men, of course, it wasn’t scary. Because the crime of infidelity had a double standard for men and women. For men, it was called being “chivalrous” and wasn’t something to be too concerned about. For women, it was called being “loose” and “promiscuous,” and would be condemned. Serena smiled, a mocking, bitter smile. “What are you laughing at?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. Serena said flatly, “Nothing. Let’s go.” I took her hand and we left the airport. Meanwhile, Liam Anderson, who had already entered the hall, suddenly looked back, his gaze fixed on the two receding figures. He saw the woman hiding in my arms, but only her back: long black hair, a blue mid-length skirt, a slender and graceful figure. That dress… why did it look so much like what Serena was wearing today?! And her back looked so much like Serena’s! A jolt went through Liam, and his temples throbbed. He instinctively raised a leg to chase after them. Chloe Miller, standing nearby, saw him and happily ran into his arms. “Liam, you came to pick me up!” He froze for a moment, then looked up again, but the two figures were already gone. Liam withdrew his gaze, affectionately ruffling Chloe’s hair. “Come on, let’s get you some dinner first, then I’ll take you home.” ### Chapter 9 Liam Anderson took Chloe Miller to dinner, and then, naturally, drove her home. Two hours later, Liam disengaged from their passionate encounter and went to the bathroom to shower.
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