Playtime's Over, CEO: She's Really Done With You-Chapter 482: Please, Just Pity Me

"What?!" Julian Lawson immediately looked up, gazing into the distance.

In front of him, the layers of Serena’s wedding dress fluttered like waves.

As her hair slowly came undone, the decorative petals kept fluttering down.

He recalled the words she said just before Silas Hawthorne took her away.

"He will come for me, even if it’s my body."

How could she be so sure?

And the moment she saw Silas, the deep-seated reliance that came from within her.

He knew what that meant.

But he was unwilling to believe it.

Julian’s eyes turned red.

He wanted to win her back.

He couldn’t accept it!

But the distance between them grew ever larger.

The wind on the bridge was strong as Serena leaned against Silas’s back, moving forward all the way.

They were about to get off the bridge.

She could already see the crowd waiting on the other side.

At this moment—

"Serena!"

A voice came through.

It was Julian’s voice.

Silas glanced in the rearview mirror.

He noticed that, without knowing from when, Julian had already stopped his car.

Julian had gotten out of the car and was now standing on the bridge, looking towards them from afar.

Silas slightly frowned, lowering his eyes a bit, and checked Serena in the rearview mirror.

"He looks like he’s going to jump into the river," Silas said to Serena and stopped the motorcycle.

Serena still held onto Silas without speaking.

"Serena..."

Julian stood on the bridge, watching the vehicle stop over there.

"I made a mistake." He cried, "It was my fault, I beg you..."

The usually proud Julian Lawson was now in a sorry state.

There were many cars on the bridge, and countless people took out their phones to capture the scene.

Many people pointed fingers.

But Julian didn’t care at all.

He couldn’t live without her.

"She will come back" was the belief he always held onto.

If she really married Silas Hawthorne.

Then what would he... do?

"Serena, please, just have mercy on me..."

He cried miserably.

"Please, have mercy on me, okay?"

Julian’s voice echoed across the bridge.

Ian Yates, who was directing traffic over there, had reddened eyes.

The Julian Lawson he knew, when had he ever been so humble...

This was Julian Lawson!

The actual controller of the Lawson Group, the head of Aeston’s three major powers, Julian Lawson!

Not only Ian Yates but everyone online and offline was watching the defeated Julian on the bridge.

Only the motorcycle in front remained unmoved.

Silas looked back distantly at Julian, watching him weep bitterly over there.

Watching him kneel there.

Silas glanced at Serena sitting in the backseat.

"What’s your decision?" Silas asked.

Serena kept her head down.

Her hair had been completely tousled by the wind, now cascading down.

Her arms were wrapped around Silas’s waist.

Her wrist still bore the marks from when Julian had tied her earlier.

"Let’s go back." She said softly, "Back to the hall."

Silas reached out to touch her head.

"Okay." He said gently.

However...

Silas glanced again at Julian over there and took out his phone, sending a message.

...

The online discussion had already exploded.

Countless people rushed into various livestream rooms, wanting to see the final result.

"What to do now? How will Serena choose?"

"There’s her new husband whom she’s supposed to marry today, and the ex-husband Julian kneeling and begging."

"I feel like Julian is about to break down, if Serena leaves, he might just lose it and jump into the river."

"Upstairs, I agree. Julian looks very unstable."

...

On the other side of the bridge, Bianca Lynch, Jasper Ford, and Xander Linton were also very anxious.

"What do we do?" Bianca spun in circles worriedly, "Julian is clearly threatening Serena with his life!"

Orion Hawthorne also blew up.

"According to the domineering CEO novels I’ve read, if Julian jumps into the river and really dies, he’ll become a lingering white moonlight! Serena will be guilty for life, and wouldn’t my brother be done for?"

Jasper Ford wished he could rush over and twist Julian’s head off.

Shouldn’t exiting be done with flair?

Didn’t Ethan Lynch also make a scene once, but was eventually persuaded to let go?

While everyone was heatedly discussing and spamming the bullet screen—it happened—

"There’s movement! There’s movement! Something’s happening with Serena and Silas!"

Everyone focused on the motorcycle carrying Serena.

So did Julian.

He knelt on the bridge, looking over there from afar.

Waiting for the vehicle to turn back, waiting for her to look back.

But she didn’t.

The motorcycle started, heading towards Aeston.

And from start to finish, Serena never looked back at him.

"Ha..."

Julian laughed through his tears as he knelt on the ground.

"Not even willing to pity me..."

"Why..."

What should he do?

He watched as the motorcycle carrying her crossed the bridge, disappearing from his sight.

Julian turned around, surveying his surroundings.

The bridge was jammed with countless vehicles, and many people looked his way.

They were all watching him.

"Dad, what’s wrong with that person?" a child’s voice came through.

Julian looked over.

He suddenly remembered the two children he and Serena had lost.

The river flowed under the bridge, and the sun hung distantly in the sky.

In that instant, he remembered many things.

He remembered these days when she always cried before him.

She said he always upset her.

But many years ago, she was always smiling at his side.

They used to revel in their future.

He remembered she wanted a home with him, in which there’d be him and their children.

If they could, maybe keep some pets, a cat or a dog, or both.

But now, there’s nothing.

Their once-marital home was empty.

No cats or dogs, no children, and not her.

Even...

A few months ago, that marital home was even used by Vera Hansen for a livestream.

He hadn’t been back in a long time.

He stayed in that apartment all this time.

Suddenly remembered something.

Julian reached into his pocket.

He pulled out a box that once contained the Tanzanite.

Only now, inside the box was a set of jewelry he had personally crafted.

He originally planned to give it to her.

"Ha..."

He laughed through his tears, and a slight release from his hands dropped the box to the ground, spilling open.

The contents rolled out, some bouncing, with a "thud" falling into the river beneath the bridge.

Julian watched as it fell.

Made no move to stop it.

Then, he closed his eyes, as if making some decision.

Suddenly stood up, gazing at the sunset reflected on the river.