Game Over No Second Chances

"Snuggle used to be a stray. Once the infection cleared up, his immune system bounced back surprisingly well. There's no major issue. Just keep up with the usual care at home. But since your temporary staff caused all this, we do bear some responsibility. As for compensation..."

"There's no need for that."

Hugh shook his head and called Chandler on the spot. If Serena didn't have time to look after Snuggle, Chandler would need to assign someone reliable. There could be no more mishaps.

Snuggle let out a soft meow and climbed onto Serena's shoulder, his fluffy fur tickling the side of Serena's neck.

"Don't be so clingy, Snuggle. But isn't it a bit too much to involve Chandler's network to help take care of a kitten?"

"It's not too much. I don't want today's incident to ever happen again.

Hugh ended the call with a cold expression, his sharp gaze shifting to the doctor.

The vet immediately broke into a sweat and gave repeated assurances that nothing like this would happen again.

Serena glanced at Hugh's intimidating posture. What had happened earlier was all Wendy's doing. Blaming the vet seemed unfair.

So, she stepped forward and shoved Snuggle into Hugh's arms. She then went to buy some more pet supplies.

While waiting for the items to be packed, she finally turned back to Hugh.

"You said you had something to tell me earlier. Is it about Grandpa?"

"Kind of, but not exactly."

Hugh lifted Snuggle, who was trying to climb up to his shoulder again, and held him out by the scruff.

"Grandpa made arrangements for a new house and the wedding. I've already bought the place. Since we're both off in a couple of days, I wanted to ask if you'd come take a look."

Serena stared at the little kitten hanging in mid-air and fell silent.

She honestly couldn't tell if Hugh was spoiling Snuggle or just impatient with it.

But Snuggle didn't seem to mind. It was casually licking its paw like nothing was wrong. It probably wasn't a big deal.

Serena pulled up her schedule and checked.

"I don't think I have anything planned in a couple of days, so..."

"Let's go now." Hugh placed Snuggle back into her arms.

"That lunatic hasn't gone far."noveldrama

He was probably talking about Wendy.

But everything had already been settled. She wasn't hurt either. So what was Hugh still worried about?

As she watched him step out to make a call, Serena gave Snuggle's head a rough little rub.

"Snuggle, Mr. Larson's mind is an absolute mystery."

Outside, Hugh finished giving instructions. He hesitated briefly over whether to handle the Wendy situation directly.

Chandler caught the hesitation in his voice and suggested with a smile, "If Mrs. Larson chose to handle this herself, then it's probably best not to step in unnecessarily."

"She's my wife." Hugh's eyes were cold.

Wendy had some nerve to threaten Serena over a cat. Trying to ruin her hand was even more unforgivable.

Chandler seemed briefly caught off guard, but he still spoke in a low voice.

"If Mrs. Larson truly relied on you, she would've turned to you for help. I'm not sure what the consequences would be if you intervened. As far as I know, she sponsored Ms. Smith for quite a while."

In other words, Serena's feelings toward Wendy were complicated. There was both resentment and concern. This wasn't something an outsider should interfere

in.

The rain drifted in again. Hugh let out a self-mocking smirk.

An ungrateful brat like Wendy had probably been by Serena's side longer than he had.

Serena still didn't fully rely on him.

She hadn't even struck back at Wendy mercilessly. She'd waited until the last second to expo

her,

even while holding all the evidence.

Perhaps Chandler was right. He shouldn't cross the line and mess up the balance between them.

He turned back and looked through the glass, taking in the sight of Serena. She was standing there with the cat in her arms.

There was still time. He could wait.