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Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire-Chapter 25 - Needing Husband’s Kisses to Get Better!
25: Chapter 25: Needing Husband’s Kisses to Get Better!
25 -25: Needing Husband’s Kisses to Get Better!
Not knowing how long it had been, Serena Summers finally found the most comfortable position and, using all limbs like an octopus, hung herself onto the warm “furnace” and drifted deeply into sleep.
In the latter part of the night, Lucas Shaw, who had been in a deep slumber for a long time, gradually awakened.
He opened his eyes, which were filled with ice-cold sharpness, and stared at the pure white ceiling, dazed for a moment.
Then, memories from before he fainted suddenly surged over him like a tide.
He remembered that the poison had flared up, and he had turned into that deranged state where he didn’t recognize anyone.
Like a crazed beast, he desperately struggled, trying to tear at the prey before his eyes.
He saw his own madness, saw those people still looking at him with expressions of terror, as if looking at a monster.
He thought this time would be just like every other time before, when a group of hearty men would press him down on the ground, and lock him up with cold and indestructible chains, leaving him unable to break free.
But at this moment, a charming and pleasant voice suddenly came to his ear, “I’m going to treat your illness, don’t move around, okay?”
And then…
Lucas Shaw’s head suddenly began to throb with pain.
He took in a sharp breath of cold air and instinctively raised his hand, intending to rub the pain that was nearly unbearable.
However, the next second, he froze.
Lucas Shaw incredulously lowered his eyelashes, looking toward his side, and noticed Serena Summers, who at some unknown time had crawled into his embrace.
A tiny bundle, so well-behaved it was uncanny.
Yet, beneath the covers, her restless hands and feet rubbed against him, trying to hug him tighter, as if…
she was drawing something from him.
Lucas Shaw’s brows furrowed, and suddenly his ears felt a little hot.
Before meeting Serena Summers, Lucas Shaw had never been so close to a girl.
In the past, when women edged towards him, he only felt annoyance.
But he didn’t feel this way about Serena Summers at all.
He looked at Serena Summers with a complex expression, and an indescribable emotion arose in his heart.
“Was it you who saved me?”
Lucas Shaw’s voice was husky, his lips slightly dry, yet his complexion was much better than when the poison had taken hold.
He stared at Serena Summers, his gaze inscrutable.
Even without a response, Lucas Shaw knew the answer.
He laughed softly, withdrew his hand that was about to peel Serena’s off, and lay back down.
Let her hold on for the night, he thought.
As a reward…
for saving him.
Lucas Shaw lay in bed with sleep far from his eyes.
He opened his deep, dark eyes, still wearing that expressionless look, but there was a bit more light in them.
It was light called hope that Serena Summers had brought to him.
Serena Summers slept until the afternoon of the next day.
Lucas Shaw almost thought she was ill.
He quickly called Liam Shaw over, asking with a worried face: “What’s wrong with her?”
Liam Shaw was tall with handsome features, and there was a resemblance between him and Lucas Shaw.
But their temperaments were entirely different.
Liam had a gentle face and radiated a warm and moist aura.
While Lucas Shaw emitted a sense of isolation from the world, his eagle-like eyes were exceptionally sharp, exuding an icy aura, making people instinctively keep their distance and not dare to approach lightly.
Seeing the worried expression on his usually expressionless younger brother’s face, Liam Shaw quickly waved his hand and said, “It’s nothing serious, just exhaustion, she fainted from it.
Just make sure she eats some nourishing food over the next few days, she’ll recover gradually.”
Upon hearing this, Lucas Shaw slowly exhaled, a tinge of guilt adding weight to his heart.
He lifted his hand to touch Serena Summers’ somewhat pale little face, feeling as if an invisible hand was fiercely squeezing his heart, causing waves of pain.
It was all his fault.
If it weren’t for her trying to detoxify him, how could Serena Summers possibly have fainted?
Lucas Shaw’s gaze lowered, the light in his eyes gradually fading, returning to that deep, abyss-like darkness once again.
Those eyes resembled a bottomless, icy-cold pool, with a touch of alienated chilliness.
He really was a cursed star.
Almost everyone who got close to him ended in misfortune.
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Liam Shaw was organizing the medicine chest when suddenly he felt the temperature around him drop several degrees, sending a chill up his spine.
He turned his head and saw Lucas Shaw with a cold gaze, thin lips pressed into a firm line, lost in thought.
Liam Shaw fell silent for a moment, then stepped forward towards Lucas Shaw.
He patted his shoulder and whispered reassuringly, “It’s not your fault.
Don’t blame everything on yourself.”
Lucas Shaw pursed his lips, saying nothing.
But Liam Shaw knew his brother well; he was very stubborn and always tended to overthink.
He sighed deeply in his heart, momentarily unsure of what to say.
Right then, the girl who had been sound asleep on the bed stirred.
From beneath the ink-blue bedding, a little hand as white as fine suet jade stretched out.
Its extreme whiteness stood out against the unadorned ink-blue of the covers, making it appear even more delicate and pale.
Both Lucas Shaw and Liam Shaw turned their heads to look, seeing Serena Summers awake, her eyes like glossy black grapes veiled with a mist of water.
Looking drowsy and sleepy-eyed.
“Husband, hug me.”
Her playful and soft voice was indescribably sweet, as if she was cooing.
It sounded so tender; when Lucas Shaw heard it, his heart felt as if it was being gently scratched by a little paw, tickling him.
He quickly leaned over, asking with concern, “Are you alright?
Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”
Serena Summers rubbed her sleepy eyes and shook her head, “Not good.”
Hearing this, Lucas Shaw’s handsome face immediately grew serious, a hint of anxiousness surfacing in his deep dark eyes, “Where does it hurt?”
Serena Summers opened her eyes to see Lucas Shaw looking at her with worry, and a soft sweet smile appeared on her petite face.
A trace of mischief flickered through her gaze, “It hurts everywhere.”
The next second, a pair of tender white arms emerged from the bedding, wrapping around Lucas Shaw’s neck,
Serena Summers leaned forward and planted a firm “smack” on Lucas Shaw’s handsome face, then contentedly said, “I’ll be fine with a kiss from my husband!”
Lucas Shaw stiffened, his pupils suddenly contracting.
He stayed half-bent over, his dark eyes filled with shock and helplessness.
The soft touch on his cheek felt like a brand, searing into Lucas Shaw’s heart, burning hotly, leaving him somewhat at a loss.
Lucas Shaw felt his heartbeat thundering unusually.
He was seriously starting to think he was poisoned by something else.
His Adam’s apple moved slightly as he said in a husky, deep voice, “Little liar.”
The little liar Serena Summers looked up at the man in front of her cheerfully, her eyes brimming with joy.
She took Lucas Shaw’s wrist, felt for his pulse, and said seriously, “It seems I must stay with you every step of the way from now on, otherwise something terrible could happen!”