Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire-Chapter 15 - Do Something Interesting

But the man’s grip was strong; she couldn’t escape at all.

“What are you doing?”

The man’s voice was rich and husky, like a cello — melodious and profound, laced with an indescribable resignation.

Serena Summers scooted closer with a giggly smile, looping her arms around Lucas Shaw’s waist without any warning, “Husband, I can’t sleep.”

“Close your eyes, calm your heart.”

Serena Summers: “…I still can’t sleep.”

Her glossy toes curled slightly, and Serena Summers smiled mysteriously.

“Husband, you can’t sleep either, right?

Shall we do something interesting?”

Upon hearing this, Lucas Shaw reacted as if scorched by something, hastily letting go of Serena Summers’ ankle, his ears hidden in the darkness suddenly flushing with heat.

His sexy Adam’s apple bobbed, and his voice exuded a sultry depth, “What…

interesting thing?”

Serena Summers smiled cryptically, leaped from the bed, and grabbed Lucas Shaw’s phone that was placed on the nightstand.

“Husband, let me borrow your phone for a bit.”

Lucas Shaw frowned, “Where is your own phone?”

Serena Summers wore a puzzled expression, “I don’t have a phone.”

Her previous phone had been smashed by Grace Summers, who promised to compensate her with a brand-new one.

Yet until she left the Summers Family, there was no further mention of it.

Clearly, she hadn’t taken this matter to heart.

Thinking of The Summers Family, Serena Summers pursed her lips and mentally cursed them out.

Hearing this, Lucas Shaw couldn’t help frowning, his tone laced with piercing coldness, “The Summers Family didn’t even prepare a phone for you?”

He knew Serena Summers hadn’t had a good time with the Summers Family, but he hadn’t imagined they could be so indifferent to their own daughter.

Lucas Shaw looked at Serena Summers, his heart filling with a touch of pity.

He lifted a hand to tousle Serena Summers’ hair hanging behind her, and softly reassured, “No worries, I’ll have someone buy you a brand-new set tomorrow.”

Serena Summers’ eyes lit up, “I want one just like yours, with the same specs!”

Lucas Shaw’s phone was this year’s newly released top-tier model.

IQ, this brand, was mentioned by her senior brother, Edward Selwyn, as the top domestic phone brand.

Lucas Shaw’s model was a limited pre-sale edition, equipped with top-level features and even enhanced security protection.

Lucas Shaw controlled the entire Shaw Group, and his phone contained many confidential documents and vital information.

If any of this were leaked, it would be a catastrophic blow to the Shaw Group.

Serena Summers carefully flipped through it, her fair and lustrous fingertips swiftly moving across the phone screen.

Soon, the sound of a game interface starting up came from the phone.

Lucas Shaw leaned against the bed, resting on the soft pillow, with the sound effects of the game continuously playing in his ears.

“Enemies will reach the battlefield in five seconds.

Please be prepared.”

“First blood!”

“Double kill!”

…

“penta kill!”

Lucas Shaw: “…

Is this what you call interesting?”

Without slowing her hands, Serena Summers glances at the man beside her, “Yeah, want to give it a try?

It’s really fun.

If you don’t like this, I’ve got otome games, dress-up games…

Gomoku, Snake, and Fight the Landlord.

Take your pick.”

Lucas Shaw: “…”

Lucas Shaw is somewhat speechless, yet also helpless.

He hadn’t expected that a girl who looked so delicate and soft could be so quick, accurate, and ruthless when killing a boss.

Completely different from the girl who clung to his arm and acted coquettishly during the day.

Although Lucas Shaw doesn’t play games much, Shaw Group owns a gaming company.

He has participated in beta testing events and tried playing once.

These games may seem easy at a glance, but in reality, they test the player’s skills and hand speed.

For Serena Summers, this game was child’s play.

Lucas Shaw’s dark, deep eyes observe Serena Summers, his gaze holding a touch of inquiry.

There seemed to be a fog around Serena Summers, blocking the prying eyes around her, tightly hiding her true self within.

The corner of his lips slightly curls into a mischievous arc.

It’s getting more and more interesting…

After happily playing two rounds of games, Serena Summers turns around to see Lucas Shaw leaning against the bed.

His deep gaze was fixed on her, pondering something.

Looking into Lucas Shaw’s deep eyes, Serena Summers suddenly realizes she might have forgotten something very important.

The next second, a teasing voice echoes in her ear, “Having fun?”

Serena Summers: “…

Honey, let me explain.”

“I’m not listening!”

Lucas Shaw huffs lightly, pulling the blanket over himself, turning his back on Serena Summers as if he were upset.

His silhouette carried a hint of unspoken grievance.

Cluelessly scratching her head, Serena Summers quickly approaches, tentatively reaching out to tug at the corner of Lucas Shaw’s blanket, “Hubby, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have ignored you!”

“Hubby, are you mad?”

“Hubby, Hubby, don’t stay mad at me…”

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With his back to Serena Summers, Lucas Shaw’s tightly pressed lips slightly curl upwards.

Thinking it was about time, Lucas Shaw slowly turns around.

He had intended to properly ignore this little thing who neglected him for a game, but didn’t expect that she couldn’t take a joke.

Serena Summers’ eyes are rimmed red, a layer of light mist in her eyes, as if she’s about to cry the next second.

Lucas Shaw’s heart suddenly flutters, and he quickly rises to approach her.

“I’m not mad at you, really.”

“Don’t cry.”

Serena Summers sniffs, and the mist in her eyes recedes rapidly, so fast it’s astonishing.

She looks up, blinking her pretty, watery eyes, with not a trace of sadness beneath them.

“Really?

You’re so nice, hubby.”

Lucas Shaw pauses for a moment before realizing he’s been tricked.

With a helpless shake of his head, he curses “little swindler” under his breath, then reaches over to pull the nearby blanket over Serena Summers from head to toe, “Sleep.”

Caught off guard by her vision being blocked, Serena Summers slowly pokes her head out from under the blanket, her big round eyes turning.

“Hubby, goodnight.”

Lucas Shaw responds only with his calm breathing.

She doesn’t mind, staring at Lucas Shaw’s handsome profile for a long while.