Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire-Chapter 30 - - Little Guy, You’re Really Amusing

“Do you like it?”

Everyone thought he was physically weak, a sickly man, but in fact, when his poison didn’t flare up, he was no different from a normal person.

He had been persistently exercising over the years, never taking a break.

His physique could even match those of sports celebrities.

The warm breath of the man brushed against Serena’s ear, making the surrounding skin burn as if touched by fire.

Biting her lip, she looked blankly at Lucas, “What?”

Lucas stepped closer, a trace of interest flashing in his dark pupils.

He took Serena’s hand and slowly placed it against his bare chest, his tone low and magnetic, “You’ve been staring at me for so long, isn’t it because you like me?”

Serena was pressed against the wall, with nowhere to escape.

She could clearly feel the scorching temperature from the man’s palm and torso, causing her heart to beat like thunder.

Her eyes flickered, and she quickly wriggled out from his embrace, mumbling, “You, you should take a shower.”

Not getting the response he wanted didn’t annoy Lucas.

He chuckled softly, turned around to get a white bathrobe from the wardrobe, and headed towards the bathroom.

The little one, really can’t take a joke.

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Never mind, there will be more time.

Before, he always felt each day alive was merely awaiting death’s arrival.

Thus, finding any meaning in living seemed futile.

It seemed like nothing could awaken his will to live.

But now, he suddenly felt that continuing to live might not be so bad after all.

If someone who knew Lucas was here, they would surely detect a pleasurable emotion on his seemingly expressionless face.

After Lucas left, Serena’s face was flushed, her entire being as if seared on a stove.

Her heart uncontrollably raced, stimulating her nerves.

She fanned herself with her hand while pondering whether she was ill.

The normal human heartbeat is 60 to 100 per minute, but hers had already surpassed 120.

As the heat on her face gradually subsided, Serena suddenly realized she might have forgotten something.

With a flash of insight, she hurriedly rushed into the bathroom.

In the bathroom.

Lucas Shaw was lying in the bathtub, his exposed skin pale and unhealthily wan.

He was furrowing his brows tightly, with the veins on his forehead bulging, as if enduring tremendous pain.

Upon seeing Serena Summers barge in, Lucas Shaw instinctively reprimanded, “Get out!”

Serena Summers was startled by the sudden reprimand, but had no intention of leaving.

She walked straight to the bathtub, apologizing with a regretful face, “Honey, I’m sorry, I forgot to tell you earlier, the medicinal bath might be a bit painful.”

“A bit?

Are you sure?” Lucas Shaw, enduring the pain in his body that felt like ants gnawing at his bones, couldn’t help but laugh.

Serena Summers chuckled awkwardly, touching her nose, and muttered softly, “You can’t blame me!

It’s because you were so close to me just now…

I got nervous and forgot about it.”

With that sentence, she put the blame on Lucas Shaw.

Lucas Shaw’s lips twitched slightly as a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead, the muscles on his arms bulged, and he gritted his teeth, trying to suppress his feelings.

Serena Summers leaned against the bathtub, comforting in a low voice, “The medicine I mixed not only warms and nourishes the body but also expels toxins.

The poison in your body has already penetrated your viscera, so just acupuncture is not enough.”

“You have two types of poison in your body.

These poisons have mutated inside you, and it might be difficult to cure completely.”

Mentioning this, Serena Summers’s expression fell, “If only master were here, he is much more skilled than I am, he could definitely cure you!”

Unfortunately, the master never carries a cell phone when he goes out.

She and her senior brother couldn’t contact him at all.

Hearing Serena Summers’s words, Lucas Shaw’s expression hardened, “Two types?

Are you sure?”

He sat up straight, his hawk-like eyes gleaming sharply, as if trying to pierce through someone.

He had always known that he was born with poison in his body.

But he had never imagined that the agony he endured over the years was due to two types of poison.

Serena Summers nodded, “You have two types of poison.

One is inherited from prenatal influence, and the other is a new type of toxin injected into you during a kidnapping seventeen years ago.

I need to extract samples of the toxins in your body to carefully study the mutant toxins.”

Lucas Shaw’s expression turned grim, the dark depths of his eyes flickering with a chilling cold light, making people shiver with fear.

But in Serena Summers’s eyes looking toward Lucas Shaw, there was not a trace of fear, only heartache.

It was hard for her to imagine how Lucas Shaw had endured the last two decades.

Looking at Lucas Shaw’s deep-set profile, Serena Summers became even more determined.

She lifted her hand and grasped Lucas Shaw’s palm, slowly saying, “Honey, don’t worry, I will definitely cure you!”

Feeling the warmth from her fingertips, the murderous intent in Lucas Shaw’s eyes gradually faded.

He grasped Serena Summers’s palm in return, a warm current slowly passing through his heart.

The young girl before him was like the brightest star in the sky.

Dazzling and splendid, guiding him forward.

Lucas Shaw thought, perhaps God saw how tough his first twenty-four years were, and thus sent her to his side.

Allowing him to taste sweetness for the first time.

Lucas Shaw cast his eyes down on the brown medicinal water in front of him, suddenly feeling less pain in his body.

After a while, Serena Summers became drowsy and kept yawning, her small head nodding like a pecking chicken.

Seeing this, Lucas Shaw found it amusing.

He reached out and poked Serena Summers’s drooping little head, causing her to reflexively lift her head, her eyes brimming with sleepiness looking at him, “Is…

is it time?”

“Go back and sleep, if you don’t it’ll be dawn soon.” Lucas Shaw looked at her misty eyes, feeling both heartache and helplessness.