Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire-Chapter 68 - The Constitution Seems a Bit Strange

Before he could finish, Lucas Shaw abruptly closed the folder in his hand.

His aura turned fiercely cold, oppressively stifling.

Brandon, accustomed to seeing his lord displaying little emotion, rarely witnessed such a strong change in his moods.

However, he quickly realized the matter concerned his wife and found it understandable.

No wonder Lord Liam had such a strong reaction—there had been a misunderstanding!

“Lord, please don’t be anxious.

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I haven’t finished speaking yet!

The old Master Summers once saved Old Master Parker’s life, and in gratitude, a marriage contract was promised to the Summers Family.

Thus, there was once a marriage contract between your wife and Everett Parker.”

As he watched his lord’s expression grow darker, Brandon hurriedly added, “However, after your wife went missing, this marriage contract fell to Grace Summers.

And now that your wife has severed ties with the Summers Family, the contract has nothing to do with her!”

Brandon blurted out the rest of his words with the speed of lightning.

Lucas Shaw immediately reined in his imposing aura and cast a cold glance at Brandon, “Why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Brandon: “…”

Brandon couldn’t help but give a wry smile.

He wanted to say it, but you didn’t give me the chance!

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking to himself whether it was fortune or misfortune for his wife to have met a man as possessive as their lord.

Lucas Shaw’s gaze turned icy as he reproachfully said, “If you dare to speak in half-truths again, watch out for your year-end bonus.”

Brandon’s scalp tingled, and he straightened up immediately, assuring Lucas Shaw, “Lord, I’ve realized my mistake!

Please, don’t deduct my bonus.”

His year-end bonus was already dwindling!!

Lucas Shaw gave him a sidelong glance, “If you don’t want your bonus deducted, do more work and talk less!”

Brandon’s personality was entirely opposite to that of Ethan Wells, representing two extremes.

Ethan was steady and frosty, while Brandon was exceptionally cheerful.

If it weren’t for Brandon’s strong work capability, Lucas Shaw would never tolerate such a chatterbox by his side.

Too noisy.

Lucas Shaw rubbed his temples, his gaze suddenly lingering on the words “marriage contract.”

Despite knowing that Serena Summers had no affection for Everett Parker, the word “contract” still inexplicably pained Lucas Shaw’s heart.

His lips pressed tightly together, a shadow flickering in his dark eyes.

A strange emotion rose from the bottom of his heart, leaving Lucas Shaw somewhat at a loss.

“Lord, what’s wrong?” Sensing the emotional shift in Lucas Shaw, Brandon asked with concern.

Lucas Shaw concealed the look in his eyes and slowly shook his head, “Nothing.

Go and order a set of formal attire for the wife, the most beautiful and expensive kind that will outshine everyone.”

“Got it!” Task in hand, Brandon became visibly excited.

In a couple of days, Lucas Shaw was taking Serena Summers to an engagement banquet and was even prepared to reclaim everything the Summers Family owed her.

There would be quite a spectacle to watch!

After Brandon left, Lucas Shaw looked down at the dossier, letting out a cold laugh.

A marriage contract?

Hah.

Everett Parker is not worthy!

He stood up, walked over to the shredder, and without hesitation, tossed the documents in.

Soon, the once intact sheets of paper turned into a pile of scraps.

Lucas Shaw glanced coldly at the scene and then withdrew his gaze.

Brandon Reese immediately started to rub his hands together, secretly looking forward to what was to come.

In the dead of night, Lucas Shaw finished work and went home to find that Serena Summers was still sleeping.

He quickly used the back of his hand to check her forehead and, seeing that she did not have a fever, he sighed with relief.

“Did the lady wake up at any point?” Lucas Shaw asked Sister Green in a lowered voice, who was standing behind him.

Sister Green quickly shook her head, “The lady has been sleeping until now, she hasn’t woken up.”

“You can go out now.”

Lucas Shaw pursed his thin lips, his dark eyes fixed on Serena Summers, filled with concern.

Sister Green hesitated for a moment, and then said to Lucas Shaw, “Second Master, the lady’s constitution seems a bit odd, and they say physicians should not heal themselves.

How about asking Lord Liam to check on her?”

Ever since Sister Green’s bonus was doubled for praising Serena Summers, her fondness for her had increased.

After spending some time together, Sister Green had come to realize that Serena Summers was not as others had said.

Unlike those who thought her behavior was exceedingly crude due to her rural background, Serena had instead an air of refinement about her that seemed uncorrupted by worldly influence.

In every move she made, one could see her good upbringing.

Today, seeing Serena Summers being carried back by the Second Master, Sister Green had been on tenterhooks all day.

Lucas Shaw held Serena Summers’s hand and responded softly.

“When big brother comes back, ask him to come here.”

Sister Green nodded, quickly leaving the master bedroom.

In the room, Lucas Shaw tightly held Serena Summers’s delicate hand, his lips pressed into a firm line.

“I’m sorry for letting you suffer.”

He gently kissed the back of Serena Summers’s hand, his eyes full of pity.

Before, Lucas Shaw never considered himself a soft-hearted person.

But ever since he met this delicate and gentle little girl, he felt he had changed.

Before, his life was a monochrome of grays and whites; Serena Summers’s arrival brought radiance into it.

“Um…”

The person in the midst of sleep suddenly made a soft noise, her brow furrowed slightly, and her eyes slowly opened.

Because she had just woken up, her eyes were misty, adding a touch of haziness.

“Had enough sleep?” Lucas Shaw chuckled lightly, pinching her fair and tender little face.

“Why are you pinching me?” Serena Summers’s voice carried the raspiness of having just woken up, sounding somewhat coquettish.

“If you didn’t wake up soon, I’d have to call the doctor.”

Seeing Serena Summers awake, the worry at the bottom of Lucas Shaw’s heart vanished instantly.

He quickly bent down, and once again placed the back of his hand against Serena Summers’s forehead to test her temperature.

Seeing it was still normal, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Upon opening her eyes, Serena Summers saw the magnified handsome face of her husband.

At that moment, his dark eyes were filled with worry, and his lips were tightly pursed.

Serena Summers slowly extended her arm from under the covers and hooked it around the man’s neck.

“Husband, I missed you so much!”

“Such honeyed words!” Lucas Shaw eyed Serena Summers, but the corners of his lips couldn’t help but lift slightly.

“It’s true!

I really missed you so much!

Husband, hold me!”