Game Over No Second Chances novel Chapter 338

Hugh didn't get a chance to respond before Calvin cut in, speaking firmly on his own.

"Since you two are clearly getting along so well, it's time to start thinking about your new home and wedding. Put it on the agenda.

"No point letting those paparazzi run wild with your photos and have people spouting nonsense about Serena marrying up. Make it public since your relationship is official. Let everyone know just how strong it is."

Every word Calvin said landed with weight.

Reynard let out an awkward cough and handed over the tablet.

Under the paparazzi's post featuring their photos, the comment section had already turned into a mess. Quite a few people were accusing Serena of having "married up" by getting involved with the Larson family. Some were even spreading baseless rumors, which traced back to Zach.

There were also nasty remarks about Hugh, claiming he usually kept his distance from women. Yet now, he had been utterly bewitched by some vixen.

They mocked him for being so smitten that he didn't care about her past and was ready to hand over everything he owned, even over something as trivial as a torn suit jacket. It was clear most people were being sarcastic, not envious.

Serena frowned.

Earlier that morning, she'd only skimmed the top comments. She hadn't noticed the wave of negativity brewing underneath.

It wasn't scary that someone might dig into her past with Zach. What worried her was how the rumors were already spiraling although she and Hugh hadn't made their relationship public yet. It seemed like someone was deliberately trying to smear her.

A few possible suspects even flashed through her mind.

Her history with Zach was her own mistake. But it wasn't fair to let Hugh take the fall and be labeled as someone who'd let lust cloud his judgment.

Besides, planning a home and wedding was just a matter of time anyway.

Serena didn't hesitate for long.

Hugh barely registered anything around him until Serena had calmed Calvin down and coaxed him into having a peaceful breakfast. It was only when they walked out into the garden side by side, surrounded by sunlight and the scent of flowers, that his mind slowly returned.

Hugh turned his head slightly. Serena had both hands clasped behind her back, walking along the gravel path. Dew from the flower petals soaked into the hem of her dress.

She lowered her gaze.

Lashes cast shadows beneath her eyes as she asked softly, "Was I too impulsive? I agreed to Grandpa's suggestion without asking how you felt about it. If you're uncomfortable, I can wait until his treatment is finished…"

Hugh cut her off before she could change her mind.

"Just like I respected your conditions when we first got engaged, I respect your decision about our home and our marriage. If I had a problem with it, I'd say so myself. I'm not the kind of man who shifts responsibility onto others."

His low and hoarse voice was noticeably quicker than usual. It seemed like he couldn't wait to stop her from second-guessing her decision.