Chapter 340 Don’t Want Him? That’s You, Not Me

Chapter 340 Don’t Want Him? That’s You, Not Me

Adrian frowned deeply.

He strongly disliked Arthur's words.

His tone grew heavier. "Grandpa, I've already said it was all a misunderstanding. Since we're married now, husband and wife are one. I'm willing to support her."

Arthur's face turned ashen with rage. He kept pounding his cane heavily on the floor. "Adrian, do you hear yourself?

Your parents died young. You grew up by my side. I had no idea I'd raised you to be so lovesick!

If you don't divorce her, you can forget about staying with Locke Group! You're not the only heir to the Locke family!"

...

Meanwhile, downstairs in the courtyard—

Serena sat by the pond, watching fish swim freely in the clear water below.

She watched quietly the whole time, occasionally tossing in fish food.

Cathy appeared beside her at some point and said coldly, "Grandpa will never approve of you and Adrian being together."

Serena smiled faintly. "I figured."

Not surprised at all.

Seeing her unhurried, completely unworried demeanor, Cathy added, "Grandpa said if Adrian insists on being with you, he'll remove him from his position as Locke Group president."

Serena paused slightly.

Seeing her finally react, Cathy sneered inwardly. Can't stay calm now, can you?

Everyone knew the Rothwell sisters were pursuing Frank and Adrian to climb to supreme power and status.

Cathy waited for Serena to crack.

Instead, Serena continued feeding the fish.

Cathy deflated a bit and asked, "Aren't you worried?"

Serena smiled. "What should I worry about? If he leaves Locke Group, isn't that perfect? He can come work for Rothwell Group."

"In your dreams!"

Cathy cracked first, snapping at her, "Adrian is the Locke family's most outstanding heir. Why should leaving Locke Group benefit the Rothwell family?"

Only then did Serena turn to look at her, smiling brightly. "Why? Cathy, you tell me why. Because you're the ones who don't want him, not me."

Cathy was speechless.

She was stunned by Serena's words.

In that moment, she looked at Serena with disbelief.

She couldn't imagine those words coming from Serena's mouth.

Was Serena truly sincere about Adrian?

Cathy began to doubt.

But one thing was certain—Cathy didn't want to concede.

After a moment of silence, she said coldly, "But do you think Adrian would give up the Locke Group he's protected for years for you?"

Serena remained unhurried. "You said it yourself—it's the Locke Group he's protected. So Locke Group can't do without him, not the other way around."

Cathy fell silent.

Again she listened in disbelief to what came out of Serena's mouth.

Was Serena this confident?

For a long time, Serena heard nothing more from Cathy.

Serena stood and looked at Cathy seriously, her tone gentle but firm. "Cathy, honestly, I can't say how long this marriage between Adrian and me will last.

The human heart is the most unpredictable and changeable thing in the world. But I'm very certain I want to be with him. As long as he doesn't give up on me, I won't give up on him."

These were words Serena had repeated to herself over and over before breaking off the engagement: as long as he didn't give up on her, she wouldn't give up on him.

Now, she'd finally said them aloud.

Cathy stared at her for a long time without saying another word, then turned and left.

Serena didn't know what Cathy meant.

Of course, Serena didn't particularly care either.

She glanced up at Arthur's study, wondering when Adrian would come out.

She simply sat back down by the pond and continued feeding the fish.

Before long, she heard footsteps approaching.

Serena didn't immediately turn to look.

But judging by the sound—light and gentle, not like Cathy's crisp, rhythmic steps.

But definitely a woman.

Sherry, probably?

Sherry quietly walked up beside Serena and said gently, "Adrian contacted me last night."

Serena didn't turn around. "So?"

Sherry didn't answer. Instead, she laughed.

But her smile was warm and kind, without any malice.

Then she sat down next to Serena, also looking at the fish in the pond, though her words were directed at Serena. "Ms. Rothwell, you're different from all the society ladies I've met."

"How so?"

Sherry paused.

After a brief silence, she continued, "When I first married Frederick, I lived in this estate for six months. Every single servant seemed professionally trained. Watching their serious faces, seeing Grandpa's stern expression—I was constantly on edge. Several times I wanted to run away. Being Mrs. Locke really isn't for humans."

Serena laughed at that and turned to her. "Then why didn't you run?"

"I'd thought I was worldly, but I still couldn't handle the Locke family's high-pressure atmosphere.

For a while I doubted myself. Was I really that fragile?

Then I started observing carefully. I found that those so-called society ladies either had education but nothing else, or beauty but nothing else. None had particularly strong mental fortitude. At least, those stronger than me weren't that much stronger."

Serena nodded slightly.

She wasn't sure why Sherry was telling her all this, or if Sherry simply wanted to confide in someone.

Not knowing, Serena said nothing and just listened quietly.

Sherry suddenly looked at her. "But seeing you, Ms. Rothwell, I'm impressed. Your mental strength is truly formidable. How do you do it? Can you teach me?"

Serena burst out laughing. Looking at Sherry's sincere face, she smiled. "Sherry, you're already doing great. Look—in the living room earlier, when your son fell, you could pretend not to see it. Isn't that good mental fortitude?"

"That was to test you."

"Test me for what?"

Though phrased as a question, Serena's expression showed no surprise.

In the living room facing the fallen Lawrence, Serena had already realized it was a test.