Playtime's Over, CEO: She's Really Done With You-Chapter 457: Can’t Change the Past Today

The temperature was just right at this time, with a gentle sea breeze.

Serena Sterling had already finished her makeup and come out in a wedding dress.

The custom-made wedding dress from Lady Maysa wasn’t ready yet, but Silas Hawthorne had prepared many sets for her.

This time, she was wearing one of those sets.

A pure white wedding dress, with a simple style, not complicated, yet very beautiful.

It was one of the sets Serena selected from many wedding dresses.

Silas Hawthorne was waiting outside the dressing room, and the moment he saw Serena, his eyes lit up.

"Do I look good?" Serena asked.

Her face had healed, and with makeup on, it was flawless.

"Beautiful," Silas said sincerely.

Serena smiled, her eyes curved with joy.

"You look handsome today too," Serena said.

Silas felt inexplicably a little embarrassed.

His heart pounded, and then he held her hand, leading her outside.

From the other side, Seraphina had also finished her makeup and came out in a small dress.

"Aunt Serena, Uncle Silas!"

Seeing the two of them, Seraphina immediately rushed over.

Silas quickly caught her.

"Aunt Serena’s dress is very big, okay if Uncle carries you?" Silas asked gently.

Serena also reached out and pinched Seraphina’s cheek.

"Okay." Seraphina nodded.

Then she held her face in both hands, her eyes bright and shiny, saying, "Aunt Serena, you’re so beautiful! I love you so much!"

Serena felt her heart soften and warm.

She was very happy.

Soon, the photographer came out.

He had them stand properly.

Standing by the sea, posing in various ways.

"Very good, bride and groom, come closer, look at each other, come on!"

"Yes, hold the child together, a close family photo of the three of you!"

"Come and smile, yes, Seraphina, your smile is so beautiful!"

They took a lot of photos, some with just the two of them, and family photos with the three of them.

Serena cooperated.

It felt very novel for her.

Even though she had been married once, she hadn’t experienced this.

She looked at Silas beside her, saw in his eyes an image of herself as if she was seeing her past self.

He loved her very much.

As for Julian Lawson, she had already let go of him.

The tide of the sea rose and fell, and Silas looked at Serena, recalling that night in Zetania.

He personally sent her away with Julian Lawson, staying behind to resolve everything.

That night, he stayed alone on the deck by the sea, watching Raine all night long.

Fortunately, the person standing beside her now was him.

They took photos for a long time.

And in the distance, a man wearing a cap was watching everything from afar.

In his hand, he held an invitation.

On it was the engagement invitation for Serena and Silas three days later.

He had stolen it.

"An engagement party in three days?" the man in the cap murmured softly, glancing at the happy group taking photos, "I wonder if Julian Lawson knows about this."

He was none other than Preston Langley, who had been wandering about recently.

He had tried to approach the old cabin many times but dared not get too close, so he always watched from a distance.

Although he often saw a woman resembling Vera Hansen living there, going in and out.

When the woman went out, she either wore a mask or covered her face with clothes, so her face was impossible to see.

Preston Langley had no doubts about this.

Because they were all wanted fugitives now, they needed to be careful.

But the only thing that puzzled him was the phone he had given Vera Hansen; no one ever answered when he called.

He had sent people to probe several times but hadn’t found anything unusual.

He always felt something strange.

"It’s been a long time since the wanted notice was released, and now there shouldn’t be that many people paying attention to this matter."

Preston Langley muttered to himself, looking again at the engagement invitation in his hand.

He took it and left.

...

In the afternoon, the invitation appeared on Julian Lawson’s desk.

Julian Lawson frowned, looking at Jude Chaucer.

"Where did this come from?" Julian asked.

"Not sure, it was in an envelope placed at the front desk," Jude replied. "The reception opened it, saw what was inside, and brought it over."

Julian Lawson looked at the invitation.

It didn’t specify who it was addressed to, showing it hadn’t been filled out before it was taken.

Was it deliberately delivered by someone, or...?

Julian was unsure.

"President Lawson," Jude contemplated but spoke up.

Julian raised his eyes, signaling Jude to continue.

"According to our information, today... Miss Sheridan and Silas Hawthorne went to the beach for a wedding photoshoot," Jude said, hesitating, but still took out a tablet, opened something, and handed it to Julian.

Julian Lawson pressed his lips tightly together.

He reached out to take the tablet, placed it on the desk.

But he did not immediately look; he just stared at another point on the desk.

Jude saw this and realized it wasn’t suitable to stay, so he quietly backed out of the CEO’s office.

The entire office was silent with only Julian Lawson inside.

Upon hearing the soft sound of the office door closing, he moved.

His gaze shifted to the tablet, seeing it was a video.

Feeling slightly hesitant, he still extended a finger and pressed the play button.

It was a beach-recorded video.

The photographer was directing the two for their shoot.

The sea view was beautiful.

But she was even more beautiful.

The pure white wedding dress made her skin look even whiter than snow.

Her makeup blended perfectly with her style, making her look very gentle overall.

She smiled, following the photographer’s instructions, resting her head on Silas Hawthorne’s shoulder.

As she looked at the camera, it seemed as if he was looking back at her through the lens.

She smiled gently, her eyes filled with love, just like when she used to look at him.

"Alright, next shot, the groom and bride kiss."

Following the photographer’s direction.

He saw her tilt her head, then Silas kissed her.

So glaring.

Julian Lawson couldn’t stand it, throwing the tablet aside.

But the video kept playing.

"Next shot, the family of three."

The photographer’s voice still came through.

Julian glanced back and saw the three of them sitting together, Serena holding Seraphina in her arms.

Seraphina was like a little sun, smiling happily.

And on Serena’s face, it was full of... happiness.

He seemed to have never seen her like this.

They... never had a child.

No, they once had a child, but then they didn’t.

And Seraphina, she should have been his and hers.

Now Silas’s place should have belonged to him.

Jealousy consumed him!

Resentment filled him!

He wanted to destroy it all, tear everything apart so that nothing would exist.

But rationally, he knew that given the video, it meant they had already finished filming.

Now he couldn’t change the morning.

He also couldn’t change the past.