Chapter 43 - 43: Who Changed Her Clothes?
Selena did not seem to be surprised, only giving a faint “Oh” as a reply. “In that case, I’ll give Eva a bath now. Bye.”
Just as she was about to put down the phone, a realization suddenly struck John and he said, “Wait.”
Selena, who was going to put down the phone, froze and quietly listened.
He used one hand to hold the railings on the corridor to support himself and said, “Make a call to the Rivers family and tell them that Serene will be staying with the Grant family tonight.”
Selena remained silent for a moment. “Serene is with you?”
He did not want to hide from her and confessed, “She is drunk, so it’s not very convenient for her to return to the Rivers residence.”
She faintly replied, “I got it.”
The next day, Serenity woke up with a headache. Upon looking at the unfamiliar room, she could not recall where she was.
She carefully thought back to last night’s happenings and recalled that she was brought away by John before feeling a little more relieved.
She removed the blanket and realized that she was wearing her pajamas. Her mind suddenly turned blank while she took a look at the clock on the nightstand. Upon seeing that it was pretty late, she quickly got down from the bed.
She searched the room and finally found her clothes in the laundry basket in the washroom. She took them and saw that they were so wrinkled that they lost their shape. Clearly, these clothes could not be worn anymore.
If she were to wear them to work, she would definitely receive weird glares or stares from her colleagues.
She threw the clothes into the laundry basket again as she could not stand the sight of them. She went back to the bedroom and opened the closet.
The massive closet was split into two sections. One side had male clothing hung on it while the other side had female clothing.
The female section had clothes suitable for all four seasons. There were even labels on it, and every set of clothing was the most fashionable and trendiest clothing of the year.
She chose a light blue dress from the closet, and it fit her very well. It was as if it was customized for her. The sleeves were even decorated with lace, which made the dress look more elegant and exquisite.
She looked at the design of the room and found that it looked very much like John’s style. This must be his private villa.
She took a look at the size of the male clothing and confirmed that it was his size. If that was so, were those female clothing prepared for Selena?
Her heart felt as if there was something stuck in it, and the feeling was very terrible and suffocating. Even those expensive clothes on her felt especially uncomfortable.
There were body soap and shampoo in the washroom that had not been used yet. After she was done with washing up, she proceeded downstairs and realized that there was not a single soul in the living room. However, there was a scrumptious breakfast on the dining table, and steam could be seen rising from the food.
John came out of the kitchen and was holding two glasses of milk. Upon seeing that she was staring at the dining table with a blurred look, he said in a gentle tone of voice, “Sit down and eat your breakfast.”
She turned around upon hearing his voice and tugged on her dress. “I put on a dress from your bedroom’s closet. Lend it to me for a day and I will return it once I have washed it.”
The light blue dress she was wearing was one of the newest editions designed by the famous designer, Juliet. There was a crystal belt on the dress that outlined her slender waist.
John’s lips curled up a little. “It’s fine. The dress looks nice on you. If you like it, you can wear it.”
Both of them sat at the dining table and quietly enjoyed their breakfast. Serenity ate the porridge with some salted vegetables. John saw that she had not touched her glass of milk and said, “Drink some milk.”
She silently took the milk and placed the glass near her lips before asking, “You made all of these?”
John took a bite of his sandwich. “There are no maids in the villa. There are only part-time workers who would only come in the afternoon.”
If there were no maids, who changed her clothes?