Chapter 58 Whatever You Want, I'll Give

When Harrison returned from his phone call, he found Serena already drunk and dazed. His brows furrowed, his expression darkening as if he was preparing to hold someone accountable. Nathan immediately shot up from his seat and hurriedly defended himself, "Harrison, I swear we didn't force her to drink! She only had three glasses of red wine and ended up like this." Marcus frantically nodded in agreement. Jerry quickly interjected, "Harrison, just take Serena home first." Harrison's cold gaze swept across the room before he slowly approached Serena. The moment he reached her side, the frost in his demeanor melted away. He raised a hand and gently stroked her hair, his deep voice tinged with helplessness. "Serena, let's go home." Serena, hearing the familiar voice, sluggishly lifted her gaze. Through her hazy vision, she made out his figure. "Who are you?" she murmured. "Your husband—Harrison Spencer." "Harrison Spencer…" she repeated the name softly. "Yes." As soon as the wor