Serena’s face kept appearing in front of Julian’s eyes over and over again. He once again saw her in the hospital that day, with bandages on her head. "Luckily, it’s just a bruise..." he murmured softly. Everything hasn’t reached an irreparable stage yet, as long as he and she spoke clearly in the future... She, should forgive him. But Bianca exploded right away. "What do you mean just a bruise! Did you forget you pushed her?" Bianca rushed forward in anger, about to kick Julian. "Bianca!" Ethan pulled Bianca back with a swift move. "Brother! Are you seriously taking his side too?" Bianca was fuming. She clearly remembered the scene when Serena was all covered in blood! "Serena, these days have passed like..." Bianca’s eyes turned red, her voice slightly quivering with tears. But Ethan shook his head, stopping her from speaking further. Meanwhile, Julian could no longer hear what they were saying because he saw Serena just walking out of another office. "They are searching already, but you still need to be careful." Serena was still talking with Chloe. But in the next moment, Julian appeared beside them. "We need to talk." Julian’s eyes were red, gripping Serena’s wrist tightly. Chloe looked at the situation, glanced at Julian, then at Serena. If Serena was unwilling, she would intervene. "About the 9 o’clock tomorrow." Worried that Serena might refuse, Julian continued. Serena had already heard the situation from Bianca and Chloe. Initially, she thought there was nothing left to discuss with Julian, but he mentioned 9 o’clock in the morning. That was the time they had agreed to get their divorce papers. Serena tightly clenched her right hand and finally nodded. Given the current situation, if she didn’t clarify things with him, she was worried they wouldn’t get the divorce papers tomorrow. "The car is parked outside, let’s talk there." Julian said. This is the police station, she had nothing to fear. Serena nodded and smiled at Chloe, then left with Julian. Follow current novels on n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net Behind them, Bianca looked anxious. "Brother, will Serena suffer a loss?" Bianca looked at her brother. Ethan waved his hand, saying: "This is the police station, Julian won’t mess around." Bianca relaxed slightly, then glared at Ethan, "Why didn’t you let me continue? Does what Julian said sound human? I really feel like killing him!" Ethan looked helplessly at his sister: "If you say more, you will bring up Serena’s miscarriage, and Serena wants a divorce from Julian right now. If Julian knows about this, do you think they can divorce tomorrow?" Bianca didn’t quite see it that way. "I see him loving Vera to the bone, always siding with her, would he care about this?" Ethan shook his head: "Not necessarily." Bianca looked at Ethan curiously. Ethan didn’t explain further. "In any case, let’s not complicate things further." Ethan said. Bianca then nodded: "That’s also good." Finished speaking, Bianca looked up again at the two of them slowly walking out. "I just feel sad for Serena." Bianca murmured softly, "Seven years." Ethan nodded, yes, how many seven years can one have in a lifetime. Serena walked outside with Julian. The car was parked at the entrance of the police station. The place was full of lush green trees, with sporadic moonlight shining through the gaps, bringing a slight chill. The night breeze gently passed through, lifting Serena’s hair strands that she hadn’t tidily pinned before hurriedly leaving home. Julian watched Serena beside him, recalling that night at Moonlight Manor, her thin and cold appearance. He reached out to help tidy her hair, but she stepped back cautiously, watching him warily. "Your hair is messy." Julian said, frowning slightly, his eyes deep with endless blackness. When did she become so wary of him? "I can do it myself." Serena said, fixing her hair herself. They walked to the car side by side in silence. Julian opened the car door, letting her inside first. They settled in the back seat. Then came a long silence. Outside the car window, the dim streetlights cast a faint glow, surrounded by the quiet woods. Time passed second by second. After what seemed like ages, finally, Julian broke the silence. "I know now." he said, staring at the forest in front, "About your accident." Serena nodded, "Yes." "That day, in the stairwell, it wasn’t intentional." Julian said, even knowing that explanations were futile, he wanted to tell her. "It was chaotic that day, I meant to hold Bianca back from attacking and separate her from Vera, but they kept moving." "They fought like crazed, I had to use more force to control it, and then..." "I don’t know what happened, anyway, I ended up pushing you." "I wanted to reach out to catch you, but everything happened too fast, you had already fallen." Julian didn’t look at Serena; he just stared at a point in the woods ahead. He didn’t know what Serena would think after hearing all this. But he felt it necessary to explain. After he finished, Serena merely responded with a "Yes." And then fell into silence again. Just, where Julian couldn’t see, Serena’s fists were clenched tightly, trembling slightly with effort, her nails digging into her palms, causing sharp pain. She tried her best to maintain a façade of calm. Tried not to think about the lost child or those painful, endless days and nights. Continuously reminding herself that everything had passed, she would be okay; everything would be okay, she still had Seraphina, she and Seraphina would be happy. As long as she held on, successfully got the divorce papers, then won the "Heavenly Sound" championship, and negotiated the contract she strategically left open for Julian, she would regain the Sheridan Family’s old assets. Everything would turn out okay. Even if she had lost two children, she still had Seraphina. Another few minutes of silence, then again, Julian spoke. "How is your injury...?" This time, Julian finally looked at her. Looked at Serena’s body which hadn’t regained weight. From this angle, he could see her sharply protruding collarbones, deeply sunken collarbone pits, and her arms, so slender, seemingly fragile, like they might break with a light touch. "It’s gotten better." Serena replied. Julian nodded: "That’s good." "I’m sorry I didn’t visit you in the hospital." he continued. This time, Serena didn’t respond. "Do you... blame me?" Julian asked, lowering his eyes, looking at her beside him.