Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife

"What's wrong?"

Martin had rushed over as soon as he finished his business, and upon seeing Serena clutching her old paintings, sobbing her heart out, he couldn't help but scold the servants nearby, "Who thought it was a good idea to bring Serena here?"

These things were part of Serena's cherished memories, and he couldn't bear the thought of the Collins family tossing them away like trash. He didn't want Serena to see them discarded, so he had kept them safe for her.

He had planned to wait until Serena was feeling better before he broke the news to her.

But the servants had brought her here too soon. Wasn't this just rubbing salt in her wounds, making her feel even worse?

"I'm so sorry, sir, we had no idea these things would upset Serena." Dora and June quickly apologized sincerely with regret.

"Everyone, out." Martin didn't want to see them anymore. He knelt gently in front of Serena, tenderly wiping away her tears, at a loss for words.

Serena gazed at her childhood painting of a sunflower, remembering how Sean had proudly displayed it on his bedroom wall, treasuring it so dearly.

But now, Sean just abandoned it.

Between sobs, Serena also discovered the gifts she had once given to her grandparents - emerald rings and bracelets, all piled up here.

"Did they throw these away, too?" Serena's heart ached unbearably. They just disposed of such precious, high-quality jewels without a second thought.

Had even her grandparents given up on her completely?

In the past, these things were inseparable from her grandparents, who cherished them daily, always wearing them.

But now...

"They auctioned them off, donating all the proceeds to charity, saying they wanted to do something good." Though it pained him, Martin revealed the truth, "I had someone bid on these for me."

It was inappropriate for him to appear in person.

At the auction two days ago, he had made sure to buy back all these things.

Serena hadn't realized Martin had done so much for her behind the scenes and couldn't help but embrace him.

In the whole wide world, it seemed no one else could love her like he did.

After crying for a while, as if all hope was lost, she finally said resignedly, "Martin, when you have time, help me take all the identification info and certificate I have at the Collins family."

At this point, she no longer wanted to stay where she was unwelcome.

By leaving on her own terms, she could at least maintain some dignity.

"It's already been done. To be precise, it was Mr. and Mrs. Collins who removed you first."

Serena's eyes widened in disbelief, not knowing about this at all.

"Also, your bank accounts have been frozen. The Collins family said they've given you enough over the years, and that money was theirs. They're going to leave it to Rosemary."

Serena was utterly shocked. She never imagined that all the money from selling her properties, cars,clothes, bags, and more, painstakingly handled by her and Martha, was now frozen, and eventually, it

would all go to Rosemary.

Was she now left with nothing?

"But don't worry, you can use my cards. Every dime I earn is yours." Martin reassured her.

Serena stood numbly in the dimly lit room, her mind a chaotic swirl of disbelief and betrayal. The Collins family, to whom she had given her loyalty and love, had cut her off without a second thought upon discovering she was not their flesh and blood. It was more than she could bear.

After what felt like an eternity, she managed to lift her gaze towards Martin and asked with a voice tinged with desperation, "Is there anything else you're keeping from me? What else don't I know?"

Ever since she had woken up to this nightmare, it had been one shocking revelation after another. She felt like she was living in a bad dream, her reality crumbling around her.

Martin hesitated, knowing the fragility of Serena's state. Finally, he locked eyes with her and confessed,

"There is one more thing. Do you remember when you thought Alma had you beaten up, shoved into a sack? Well, I had someone take care of her in return, but her wounds healed, and her mother's been digging around. She confronted me recently."

"Beverly came after you? Does she know you did it?" Serena couldn't imagine how Beverly, despite her cunning, had managed to trace it back to Martin so quickly.

"Not exactly," he replied. "She just told me it wasn't Alma who had you beaten up. We got the wrong person."

Serena scoffed in disbelief. Who else could despise her enough to do such a thing?

After a moment, Martin added gravely, "She claimed it was Romeo who ordered it."

The room spun as Serena tried to process what she'd just heard. It couldn't be true.

"She said there's proof, it was Romeo," Martin continued, watching her closely, concerned she might crumble under the weight of this revelation. She had loved Romeo so passionately.

"No, it can't be." Serena shook her head, refusing to accept it. How could Romeo, who she had adored, be behind such a cruel act?

"That night, you upset Rosemary, and Romeo wanted revenge for her. It's not surprising."

Martin recalled the incident, knowing that even with his influence, he couldn't touch Romeo. Besides,Serena had been in the wrong.

"Is it really him?" Serena's hands, like heavy paws, clung to Martin as she sought a sliver of hope, "Is the evidence real?"

Martin nodded solemnly, confirming her worst fears.

Serena's hands fell limp by her side, the harsh truth sinking in. Romeo's disdain for her ran so deep.

She had once thought it was Rosemary who kept Romeo at arm's length, but now she understood the bitter truth. It was her own presence that he detested.

"Given the past ties between the Collins and the McMillian families, Romeo never confronted you openly. But things are different now. You've severed ties with the Collins. We need to keep a low profile

and focus on healing. Let the past go," Martin advised gently, guiding her away from the room that symbolized her pain.

As he locked the door behind them, he added, "I'm locking away your past. From now on, you must look forward."

Tears streamed down Serena's cheeks, her emotions indescribable.

At Reflections Villa, Rosemary had brought joy to her brothers and the staff the evening before,distributing skincare products and ointments like treasures. Their gratitude and happiness were a stark

contrast to Serena's heartache.