Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire
Chapter 134 Fiona Ryan

Chapter 134: Chapter 134 Fiona Ryan

After kissing Serena Summers, regret sank in.

Because this was not within the Shaw Family’s domain.

Even though she had tried to control her actions, many still saw it happen.

The surrounding guests revealed looks of both teasing and mocking.

Feeling the gaze gathered on her, Serena’s face flushed even redder, wishing she could just disappear into a crevice.

She glared at Lucas Shaw resentfully, then hastily left.

It was all his fault, why did he have to be so enticing?

It led her to lose control, turning kissing into a habit.

Lucas Shaw stood there, dumbfounded.

She never expected the girl to be so audacious, daring to kiss him in such a public setting.

However...

Recalling the sweet and soft touch on his cheek, Lucas Shaw felt his heart stir.

He wished he could pull that little girl back.

To do it once more.

Watching her flee the scene, a slight smile curved the corners of Lucas Shaw’s lips.

His usually cold and abstinent face now bore a smile that he couldn’t suppress.

The guests all glanced sideways.

His usually cold demeanor emitted a forbidding aura, making people hesitant to approach.

Yet tonight, he frequently lifted the corners of his lips to smile.

His handsome appearance and the melting ice-like smile instantly etched into the hearts of countless women, making many contemplate approaching him.

But before they could step forward, the smile on his face slowly faded.

His dark, deep eyes regained their usual sharp edge.

Even so, there were still those bold enough to step forward.

"Mr. Shaw, may I invite you for a drink?"

A woman in a wine-red evening dress approached slowly, her face wearing a gentle and seductive smile.

Holding a glass of wine, she looked towards Lucas Shaw with undisguised admiration.

As she drew near, Lucas Shaw could smell a strong scent of perfume.

Unlike the subtle fragrance mixed with herbal scent on Serena, this woman’s perfume was particularly pungent.

The strong fragrance assaulted his senses, and Lucas Shaw frowned in disgust.

Yet the woman, utterly unaware, continued to inch closer.

Her cheeks slightly flushed, she shyly brushed her hair on one side of her face, her eyes shimmering with indulgent and amorous emotions.

She eagerly awaited Lucas Shaw’s response.

As far as she knew, Mrs. Serena, the so-called Mrs. Shaw, was picked by Master Shaw for Mr. Shaw.

And Serena came from the countryside.

Besides her face, she probably had no other merits.

If she could successfully climb into the Shaw Family, these people would not look down on her as someone from a third-rate wealthy family; instead, they would hasten to curry favor with her.

Thinking of such a scenario exhilarated her.

The surrounding guests didn’t expect to witness this scene.

They were surprised and curious to see Lucas Shaw’s reaction.

Some even sneakily cast glances at Serena Summers, who was not far away.

At that moment, Serena was attentively enjoying her dessert, oblivious to the fact that her husband was being coveted.

There were also many onlookers casting sympathetic and pitiful looks her way.

Yet Serena remained completely unaware.

She relished the taste of her favorite dessert, squinting her eyes in pleasure, her porcelain-white face filled with enjoyment.

Everyone: "..."

She really is carefree.

Her husband is about to be stolen, yet she still has the leisure to eat?

The crowd wore complex expressions, unsure of what to say.

After a long wait without a response from Lucas Shaw, the woman anxiously lifted her eyes.

"Mr. Shaw, please, grant me the honor! I really admire you!" The woman leaned in closer, her red lips slightly curving, seemingly wanting to press her body against Lucas Shaw.

She wore a low-cut dress that revealed an endless tease of skin with just a slight bend forward.

The enticing contours and curves were enough to drive many men wild, unable to stop themselves.

Yet, Lucas Shaw remained utterly unmoved.

His eyes were downcast, his thin lips tightly pressed into a straight line.

His well-defined hand held the wine glass, like a fine piece of art, perfect and exquisite in every detail.

Such a cold and abstinent man, it was hard to imagine what he would be like when moved by emotions.

The woman’s hand gripping the wine glass slowly tightened, unable to stop herself from getting nervous.

As time ticked by, Lucas Shaw still made no move.

They all held their breath subconsciously, their gazes fixated on Lucas Shaw, wanting to see his reaction.

Just when many thought Lucas Shaw would not respond, he suddenly looked up.

His dark, profound eyes were gloomy, like an unfathomably deep and chilly pond that made one shudder involuntarily.

"Get lost."

Lucas Shaw’s thin lips parted slightly, leaving the woman without an ounce of dignity.

The woman was stunned, her eyes widened in disbelief.

"What, what did you say?"

Lucas Shaw’s lips parted slightly again, his voice deeply chilly.

"Get lost."

The woman’s flushed cheeks instantly drained of color, her eyes full of expectation now shimmering with a hint of tears.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, all gazes fell upon her.

Her humiliating moment, being harshly rejected by Lucas Shaw, was witnessed by everyone.

The observers’ gaze shifted from entertained curiosity to mocking and disdain.

The woman felt as if those piercing stares were stabbing sharply into her heart.

She screamed abruptly, rushing out of the hall.

Hearing the scream, Serena Summers looked up in surprise.

Her clear and bright eyes filled with confusion.

What happened?

She thought she heard a scream.

But looking up, she saw nothing.

Had she heard wrong?

Serena Summers shook her head doubtfully and resumed eating her pastry.

Suddenly, a cool voice came from above.

"You sure are carefree."

Serena Summers looked up, puzzled, towards the newcomer.

Out of nowhere, a woman in a red strapless gown stood beside her.

The woman had delicate and bright features, her tall figure and narrow eyes emitting a chill, not easily approachable.

Noble and coldly beautiful, stunningly proud.

These eight words flashed through Serena’s mind.

"Who are you?" Serena asked curiously.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Fiona Ryan, and I am Lucas Shaw’s cousin."

Fiona Ryan slightly lowered her gaze, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"From the Ryan Family?" Curiosity flickered in Serena’s eyes.

Due to Elena Ryan’s relationship, Serena had never met the Ryan Family members in the two months since she got married.

She had thought the Ryan Family members were as quirky and traditional as Elena Ryan.

But the woman in front of her, although chilly, had no malice in her eyes.

Serena always had a fondness for beautiful women.

She squinted her eyes, her lips curving into a slight smile, dimples faintly visible.

Her smile was unbearably sweet.

"Nice to meet you, cousin. I am Serena Summers, Lucas Shaw’s newlywed wife." Serena introduced herself.

Fiona Ryan raised an eyebrow, taking her extended hand, "Nice to meet you, I’ve heard so much about you."

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