Chapter 523: Chapter 523: There Is Only One Serena Sterling, No One Can Replace Her
The woman climbed up and tried to touch Julian Lawson’s wheelchair.
"President Lawson, you want it too, don’t you?" the woman said, "Let me keep you company for one night."
Julian suppressed the reaction in his body triggered by the drugs, biting his teeth hard, his eyes bloodshot, watching as the woman crawled up to him bit by bit.
Now she was trying to touch him.
In the next moment, Julian grabbed the woman’s neck.
"Ah! President Lawson!" The woman was startled and immediately began to struggle, "President Lawson, what are you doing?"
At this moment, Julian seemed to have gone mad.
His hands kept tightening, while the woman struggled even more.
"President Lawson, let me go... President Lawson..." The woman kicked wildly, gasping for breath.
Julian looked fiercely at that face.
It wasn’t her.
It wasn’t his Serena.
No one could replace her!
Tears welled up in his eyes as Julian maneuvered his wheelchair, grabbed the woman, and threw her out of the bedroom, locking the door behind her.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
The woman kept coughing.
Then, she started pounding on the door.
"President Lawson, the drug is taking effect, you need me, I can cooperate with you, isn’t it great, President Lawson, open the door..."
Julian suppressed the raging heat in his body and headed straight to the bathroom in the bedroom.
He directly turned on the cold water, letting the shower pour down on him.
The pounding on the door continued outside, and his fists clenched tightly.
He only wanted his Serena.
No substitute, no matter how similar, would do.
But...
Serena no longer wanted him...
Tears at the corners of his eyes mixed with the cold shower water, concealing his sorrow at the moment.
Julian took out his phone and called Jude Chaucer.
"Jude Chaucer, a woman somehow got into the apartment, take her away and find out exactly who sent her!" Julian repressed, "Someone drugged me, bring a doctor along too."
"Yes!" Jude Chaucer sprang into action, arriving with people as quickly as possible.
Upon entering, he saw that the woman was still pounding on the door.
At first glance, he noticed she was wearing makeup that resembled Serena Sterling.
Jude Chaucer was furious.
"You’re quite bold!" Jude Chaucer pulled the person aside and had someone watch her, "Of all people, you chose to mimic Serena! Don’t you know there was someone who had plastic surgery to look like Serena and went to find Silas Hawthorne, only to end up not even touching the hem of his clothes before suffering a certain fate?"
The woman shrank back.
She had heard about this too.
She heard that she was directly taken abroad for plastic surgery, though what she ended up looking like was unclear.
Rumor had it that Silas Hawthorne said with a smile, "Aren’t you fond of getting cut on the face? Fine, I’ll satisfy you, you can keep getting surgeries."
However, she hadn’t thought that much, since the benefits promised to her were numerous, and after all, Silas Hawthorne had Serena as his wife, and Julian Lawson failed to win her...
So she had a lucky mentality, yet now it seemed...
The woman began to feel scared.
Jude Chaucer threw her to the side and then took the doctor over to find Julian Lawson.
After being drugged, the doctor brought the appropriate medicine, injected it, and soon he felt much better.
Julian no longer needed a cold shower like before.
He showered, changed his clothes.
Now sitting in a chair, looking at the woman over there.
"Tell me, who sent you!" Julian’s voice was cold, sitting there with an oppressive presence.
The woman was still hesitating.
Julian sneered.
"Jude Chaucer, call Silas Hawthorne and see where he sent that last woman to; tell him we have another one here, and ask him to help put them together," Julian said coldly.
The woman was immediately frightened.
"President Lawson, I dare not anymore, I’ll tell you, I’ll tell everything!" the woman immediately spoke.
Julian coldly watched her, waiting for her to speak.
After a while, the woman confessed everything.
This was something orchestrated by a side branch of the Lawson Family, hiding in the house while the cleaners came today, and then doing this.
As Julian listened to their motives, his eyes were filled with scorn.
"Trying to deceive me with a substitute?" Julian sneered coldly, "Thinking that after sleeping with you once, I will keep you around because of your face?"
Julian sat up straight, filled with disdain, "Look at you, where are you like her?"
Initially in the light and shadow, combined with the woman’s makeup, from a specific angle, together with his hallucinations after being drugged, it seemed similar; now from this perspective, it’s completely different.
"Moreover, there’s only one Serena Sterling," Julian slightly lowered his eyes, "No one can replace her."
The room fell silent.
Julian looked out through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the night in Aeston was still busy, traffic flowed by, forming sparkling rivers of lights.
He wondered if Silas Hawthorne had brought her back to the hospital yet.
"President Lawson, what should be done with this person now?" Jude Chaucer asked.
"Take her to her main family and ask them for me if they still want to continue cooperating with us!" Julian said.
"Yes!" Jude Chaucer immediately took action.
Before long, everyone had left.
The apartment returned to silence.
Julian sat here for a while.
The effects of the drug had completely worn off, and Julian was not sitting in his wheelchair; he supported himself against the wall and slowly returned to the bedroom.
Just now, Jude Chaucer had also brought cleaners. The place had been tidied, and the bedsheets the woman had slept on had been changed.
At this moment, Julian lay alone on the bed.
After the drug effects passed, it felt even more unbearable.
He felt so miserable alone.
...
Meanwhile.
Silas Hawthorne had already brought Serena Sterling back to the hospital.
He carried her back to the hospital bed and carefully placed her down.
Then went to get warm water, prepared to wipe her clean.
At this time, a nurse came over.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Silas turned around.
"Is something wrong?" Silas asked.
"There was a Mr. Lawson who came to see the patient today, but the patient wasn’t there," the nurse said.
Mr. Lawson...
It should be Julian Lawson.
Silas understood.
He nodded, saying, "Alright, thank you, I understand."
The nurse left, closing the door behind her.
Silas locked the door, then cleaned Serena and changed her into comfortable clothes, placing her to lie comfortably.
He sat there watching her, gazing at her for a long time.
During this year Serena has been bedridden, while she received nutritional injections and regular maintenance from massage therapists, she has still lost a lot of weight.
When could he get her to gain some weight, when could she wake up?
Silas gently caressed her face.
"Serena."
He called her name softly.
"Please wake up soon, okay?" he said quietly, "Without you, I really... can hardly hold on."
