Chapter22 " Is there something you need ? " Serena's voice had softened slightly , but it was still cold . " Mr. Fairchild's condition is very bad , " Ethan pleaded over the line . " Could I beg you to come back ? " " Whatever happens to him isn't my concern anymore , " Serena replied flatly . " We're already in the process of divorcing . From now on , whatever happens to him , don't ever call me again . " "I'm begging you , " Ethan pressed , desperation creeping into his tone . " Mr. Fairchild really knows he was wrong . The company's in chaos , it might go bankrupt . He went to seek help , but they forced him to drink two whole bottles of whiskey . Then someone smashed bottle on his head . He's bleeding badly , but he refuses to go to the hospital . He just keeps calling your name . Ma'am , for the sake of the years you were husband and wife , I'm asking you , please , just come . " Serena's face remained unmoved . The suffering Logan endured now was of his own making . It had nothing to do with her . Compared to her lost child , what were a few bottles of whiskey and a cut on his head ? Nothing at all . " I'll say this one more time , whatever happens to him has nothing to do with me . Don't call me again ... " Before she could finish , Logan had wrenched the phone out of Ethan's hand . " Serena ? Is that you ? God , I miss you . Come back to me , please . Come pick me up , like before ! Every time I got drunk , you came for me . I want you , I want our baby back . If you come , I swear I'll treat you right . I'll ... " Click . Serena ended the call before he could finish . Just the sound of his voice made her skin crawl . She couldn't stand to hear even a second more . This time , she didn't stop at hanging up , she blocked Ethan's number entirely . But she knew she couldn't go on like this . As long as Logan could reach her , he'd never let her live in peace . If she wanted to be free , she needed a new number . Serena pulled out her SIM card and dropped it straight into the trash . Still , she couldn't go without a phone . With a sigh , she hurried downstairs to ask the hotel staff where she might get a replacement . " Sorry , miss , " the clerk explained apologetically . " There isn't a shop nearby that issues SIM cards . " " What ? " Serena frowned . If only she'd taken care of it back at Seabrook Isles . Frustrated , she turned , and bumped straight into a warm , solid chest . Looking up , she found herself staring at a face so striking it looked sculpted , " Sorry ! I'm so sorry ! " she blurted in Mandarin without thinking . The man arched a brow . " You're from home too ? " Serena blinked , surprised . " Yes ... what a coincidence . " Her mood lightened instantly at the sound of her native tongue . " I overheard , you need a SIM card ? " he asked . He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small card envelope , " This is a spare travel SIM . I've never used it . If you don't mind , it's yours , " Chapter22 Serena's eyes widened . " Thank you so much . " Gratitude softened her tone . " How much ? Let me pay you . " He waved it off with a smile . " No need . We're compatriots . " With that , he started to walk away . " Wait !" Serena called after him . " At least tell me your name . ' He turned back , calm and assured . " Rowan Sterling . I'll be here for a while . If you ever need anything , find me . " " Alright . " She nodded politely , ready to leave , but he called after her in turn . " Hey , you haven't told me your name yet . " Serena Whitmore . " His lips curved into a faint smile . " Got it . I'll remember . " Watching his retreating figure , Serena raised her brows . Finally , some luck , meeting someone kind , and no longer having to worry about Logan tracing her number .. Back in Riverton , Logan clutched the darkened phone screen , dazed . The wild , drunken energy drained out of him all at once . Blood had dried across his forehead , his appearance a wreck . Ethan glanced at him nervously . " Mr. Fairchild , are you alright ? " Logan blinked slowly , his voice hoarse . " Ethan ... she'll never forgive me , will she ? " Ethan opened his mouth , wanting to offer comfort , but no words came . Because the truth was plain : What woman could forgive the man who had caused her to lose her child ? And worse , because of another woman . Even if it had been anyone else , Ethan knew ... he could never forgive either .