Chapter 358

But they had only just risen when they heard Maxwell's voice from upstairs, full of fear and grief. Byron, keenly sensing that something was wrong, practically ran up the stairs. Just as they opened the bedroom door, they saw Serena standing by the windowsill, and a pale Maxwell. The wind was blowing so hard outside the window that Serena's body shook. Maxwell's voice was shaking, "Serena, you come down here first ......" Serena's gaze was stoic, holding the edge of the window slightly. Maxwell was afraid to come closer; he even felt his legs go weak. He was just two meters away from her, but in between, there seemed to be life and death, and he didn't dare to take a step. He was even tempted to get on his knees and beg her. Serena gasped, her face red. She glanced around the room and frowned, "Maxwell, I don't want to see you." "Do you want to see Matthew?Serena, if you want to see him, I'll bring him right over ......." Serena's mouth mocked as she sneered at him, "Bring him here? We