Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire
Chapter 133: His Little Wife, How Can She Be So Cute

Chapter 133: Chapter 133: His Little Wife, How Can She Be So Cute

"Old Master Lawrence and Mr. Shaw are longtime family friends, so it’s normal for Mr. Lucas Shaw to attend Old Master Lawrence’s banquet," someone explained in a low voice.

Many people around them started whispering and eventually turned their gazes to Serena Summers.

"Is this the new bride of Mr. Shaw? She’s really beautiful!"

"Shut your mouth! Be careful Mr. Shaw doesn’t hear you, or you won’t even know how you died!"

The speaker quickly covered his mouth and nervously looked towards Lucas Shaw and Serena Summers.

Seeing that they didn’t turn around, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Old Master Lawrence laughed heartily, "Lucas, you’re here?"

"Grandpa Lawrence."

Lucas Shaw nodded slightly, his usually expressionless face softened a bit.

Old Master Lawrence patted his shoulder with satisfaction, his eyes full of smiles.

"Lucas, long time no see, you look more and more composed."

Old Master Lawrence’s gaze on Lucas Shaw was full of satisfaction.

Lucas Shaw smiled and said, "You also look younger and younger."

Old Master Lawrence was immediately pleased.

He turned his head, his eyes brightening instantly as they landed on Serena Summers.

"Is this your young wife?"

"Hello, Grandpa Lawrence, I’m Serena Summers," Serena Summers greeted Old Master Lawrence with a smile.

A glint shone in Old Master Lawrence’s eyes, and his smile widened.

"Heavy nodded from him, "I’ve been hearing from Mr. Shaw how he married a very beautiful young lady, and he’s been boasting about it for a long time. Today I finally see her in person."

Serena Summers, flattered, blushed slightly.

"I often hear Grandpa mention you too."

"Really? Isn’t he speaking ill of me? I know Mr. Shaw too well, guarding me as if guarding against a thief, afraid that I’d steal his granddaughter-in-law."

"Not at all! Grandpa says you and Grandpa Lawrence are his best friends. He even specifically instructed me to bring you some Calming Tea on your birthday," Serena Summers said with a tilted head and a light smile.

Her dimples shallow, her eyes curving, irresistibly endearing.

Both Old Master Lawrence and Mr. Shaw had always wanted a granddaughter, unfortunately without such fortune.

Both his sons had only sons.

Now seeing Serena Summers’ sweet, soft, sensible demeanor melted his heart.

Especially upon hearing ’Calming Tea,’ Old Master Lawrence’s eyes brightened instantly.

Mr. Shaw often bragged about how thoughtful and meticulous his granddaughter-in-law was, and how effective the Calming Tea made by Serena Summers was.

However, the old man was very stingy, not willing to share it at all.

He hadn’t even tasted the Calming Tea yet.

Looking at the elegant package in Serena Summers’ hands, Old Master Lawrence smiled until his teeth were nearly invisible.

When he straightened his face, he looked very stern, giving an unapproachable feeling.

However, at this moment, he looked incredibly affectionate, his eyes towards Serena Summers full of satisfaction and admiration.

How could he not have such an outstanding and well-behaved granddaughter-in-law?

Oh right, his only grandson Stephen Lawrence doesn’t even have a girlfriend yet!

Old Master Lawrence’s attitude towards Serena Summers shocked everyone present.

It was said Lucas Shaw’s young wife was hastily picked by Mr. Shaw for a luck change, and her background was not even presentable.

Why is she so different from their expectations?

Why does Old Master Lawrence value Serena Summers so much?

His tone even sounded lovingly as if he were treating his own younger relatives.

There was not a trace of unfamiliarity or disdain.

Serena Summers also responded very gracefully to all of Old Master Lawrence’s questions.

Her simple evening dress made her skin appear as white as snow, her features even more exquisite.

Every gesture showed her grace and propriety, none of the pettiness rumored.

"Dad, let’s go inside and talk; what are we doing standing at the door?"

The speaker was Old Master Lawrence’s eldest daughter-in-law.

Also, Stephen Lawrence’s mother.

Old Master Lawrence came back to his senses and immediately expressed regrets: "Look at me, got so carried out chatting with you all, come in quickly and take a seat."

Lucas Shaw and Serena Summers exchanged glances, a hint of helplessness appeared in their eyes.

"Grandpa Lawrence is quite enthusiastic, isn’t he?" Lucas Shaw leaned in and whispered near Serena Summers’ ear.

The warm breath of the man sprayed on the most sensitive skin behind Serena Summers’ ear, causing a shiver.

Serena Summers subconsciously shrank, and her cheeks slowly blushed.

She gently nodded, her brows and eyes inadvertently bending into small crescents.

She had already applied light makeup, and now with her cheeks slightly flushed, she looked even more charming.

The color deepened in Lucas Shaw’s eyes, and his deep voice became huskier.

"Grandpa Lawrence only acts like this in front of you, he’s usually very serious. He really likes you."

"Really?" Serena Summers raised her eyes in surprise, her eyes filled with delight.

Lucas Shaw slowly nodded, helplessly tapped on Serena Summers’ smooth and full forehead.

"Just this happy?"

"Yep!"

Watching Serena Summers’ dazzling smile, Lucas Shaw’s lips also curved upwards.

When he was not smiling, he resembled an immovable glacier, cold and unapproachable.

But now, the glacier melted, his dark deep eyes full of warmth, and the temperature around him warmed up.

Many people were stunned, looking at him in disbelief.

Is this the same prestigious and aloof Lucas Shaw they knew?

It must be fake?

Noticing the stares from the surrounding people, the smile on Lucas Shaw’s face slowly faded.

He slightly squinted his eyes, his eagle-like sharp gaze sweeping across the guests.

Embodying extreme coldness.

The guests all gasped in fright, hastily withdrew their gazes.

"What’s wrong?" Serena Summers asked curiously.

Lucas Shaw’s body stiffened for a moment, then the sharpness in his eyes subsided.

"It’s nothing, there are desserts over there, you can go fill your stomach first."

Serena Summers looked in the direction Lucas Shaw indicated and indeed saw the dessert area.

Although the Lawrence Family was not top-notch, their financial power was not to be underestimated.

Old Master Lawrence’s 80th birthday banquet was naturally even more grand.

Serena Summers curiously observed the various sweets and pastries on the table, her eyes twinkling.

Looking at Serena Summers eager appearance, Lucas Shaw felt helpless yet amused.

Had there not been so many people around, he would have likely already hugged Serena Summers and cuddled her tenderly.

His little wife, why so adorable?

She was practically melting his whole heart.

At this moment, Serena Summers was entirely focused on the desserts not far away, unaware of what Lucas Shaw was thinking.

She gently tugged at Lucas Shaw’s sleeve, her eyes filled with anticipation like black gems.

"Husband."

"Hmm? What is it?"

Lucas Shaw read her thoughts, but still couldn’t help but tease her.

Serena Summers stared longingly towards the direction of the desserts, then stared unblinkingly at Lucas Shaw.

Lucas Shaw’s heart was melting under her gaze.

He quickly gave in, helplessly rubbed the top of Serena Summers’ head, and said, "Go ahead, if there’s anything remember to find me in the guest area, I need to go talk to Grandpa Lawrence."

Serena Summers nodded vigorously.

She quietly looked around, seeing that no one was paying attention to them, she immediately tiptoed and gently kissed Lucas Shaw’s face.