Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire
Chapter 207: The Treasure He Guards Carefully

Chapter 207: Chapter 207: The Treasure He Guards Carefully

He quietly breathed a sigh of relief, then pretended not to care as he shifted his gaze away, stubbornly saying, "I didn’t really want to see it anyway."

Serena Summers rolled her eyes speechlessly, not knowing who it was that had just been staring non-stop at her phone.

She played along and nodded, "Hmm, you don’t want to see, I want to show you, okay now?"

Lucas Shaw coughed lightly and turned his face away with calm, his lips slightly curling into a faint arc, "Mmm."

Actually, ever since he found out that Serena Summers was not an orphan and was even more outstanding than he had imagined, he was very happy for her.

But beyond happiness, there was more panic and helplessness.

He was afraid of losing her.

He felt he was not worthy of her, nor deserving of her kindness towards him.

Yet, he wickedly felt that she should belong to him, only to him, she was the treasure he carefully guarded.

Thus, when he found out that someone was coveting his treasure, he crazily marked his territory with methods he once deemed childish and immature.

The car reached the foot of the mountain and slowly came to a stop.

Lucas Shaw raised his hand, rubbed the top of Serena Summers’ head, and said, "Go on, I’ll pick you up tonight."

Serena Summers blinked and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Making money," Lucas Shaw held Serena’s hand tightly in his palm and explained softly, "Shaw Group plans to invest in some tourism projects here, I am going to do a field survey today."

"No wonder you stayed here and didn’t go back, turns out you didn’t come just for me," Serena Summers squinted her eyes and teased with a smile.

"It is for you. The investment project was a coincidence," Lucas Shaw explained in a deep voice.

For him, Serena Summers was always first.

Listening to Lucas Shaw solemnly speaking words of affection, Serena Summers’ cheeks quickly turned red.

She quickly kissed him on the face and then opened the car door to get out.

Before she left, Lucas Shaw heard her say, "President Shaw, I’m going to make money too!"

Lucas Shaw sat in the car, watching her figure getting smaller through the window, and chuckled lightly.

"Drive."

Brandon Reese immediately started the engine, glancing back through the rearview mirror curiously, and asked, "Sir, how far have you and the lady progressed?"

"What does it concern you? Just drive your car," Lucas Shaw’s cold gaze swept over, frightening Brandon Reese into immediately averting his gaze and focusing on driving.

After a while, his curiosity took over again, "Sir, not to say, but you haven’t consummated the marriage with the lady, have you?"

Lucas Shaw’s temples twitched violently, "Shut up!"

Brandon Reese silently closed his mouth, but his understanding of the relationship between Lucas Shaw and Serena Summers took on a new nuance.

Previously, he always felt that Lucas Shaw was omnipotent, almost like a godlike figure.

Until he met Serena Summers, he then understood what is meant by "a creature destined to meet its nemesis."

"Sir, what exactly are you being cautious about? The poison in your body has been completely cured, the young master said that you will surely live a long life."

Lucas Shaw couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh, "My poison is cured, but hers isn’t."

He dared not try.

Dare not take that step.

Even with so many safety measures, it still couldn’t eliminate all possibilities.

Lucas Shaw wanted absolute safety; he couldn’t bear to let Serena Summers suffer any harm.

If they didn’t find the cure for the poison, he would never choose to live alone.

However, he kept these words to himself and didn’t tell Brandon Reese.

"Sir, you are being too careful, not like yourself," Brandon Reese lamented while driving.

In the business world, Lucas Shaw was never indecisive.

When it came to relationships, he seemed like a different person.

"Sir, don’t you know there’s such a thing as birth control pills in this world?"

Lucas Shaw frowned, his expression darkening, "Those drugs do too much harm to a woman’s body, I don’t need to let her suffer for my own desires."

Brandon Reese: "What about condoms?"

"Not very safe, there are many cases of accidental pregnancies, just search online."

He absolutely couldn’t leave any risks before the poison in Serena was cured.

If there was truly a child, that child could not be kept.

He couldn’t take the risk.

Even less could he bear to see Serena Summers suffer such indignity and harm.

Therefore, he would rather hold on a little longer.

Anyway, he was already looking everywhere for those medicinal herbs.

He would absolutely not let Serena Summers come to harm.

Summers Family in S City.

Ever since she was broken off from the engagement, Grace Summers had been washing her face with tears every day.

She did not understand why things suddenly turned out this way.

Everett Parker was her fiancé, her childhood sweetheart with whom she had grown up.

In terms of both looks and family background, he was top-notch.

Before, she always thought she had struck gold, even believing that Everett Parker was the best person in the world and loved her the most.

But she didn’t know when everything changed.

No, she knew!

It started from the engagement ceremony!

Serena Summers had ruined everything for her, ruined her entire life!

It was all Serena Summers’ fault, why did she have to return? Why couldn’t she just die?

If she had died, there would not be so many problems!

She would definitely have been very happy, perhaps already Mrs. Parker by now!

But now? Now she had nothing, reputation, marriage...

Everything was destroyed by Serena Summers!

Mrs. Summers stood in front of Grace Summers’ door, her face unable to hide her anxious expression.

She stood at the door, hesitating whether to go in.

A servant stood behind her, hesitantly asking, "Madam, the young lady hasn’t come out for a long time, could something be wrong?"

"I didn’t expect Grace to be hit this hard, what should I do if something happens to her!" Mrs. Summers’ eyes were red-rimmed, filled with worry.

Grace Summers was her beloved daughter of many years, even without the so-called blood relation, she still deeply cared for this daughter.

"Go find someone to pry the door open."

Mrs. Summers’ face grew stern as she instructed the servant behind her.

The servant nodded, just about to go downstairs to find someone, when all of a sudden "click," the door was opened.

Grace Summers walked out, her expression haggard and her face devoid of any color.

She already had a heart condition, and with the emotional turmoil of the past few days, she had become much thinner, looking almost like skin and bones.

Mrs. Summers stepped forward, heartbrokenly extending her hand wanting to touch her face.

But before she could touch her, Grace Summers instinctively dodged a bit.

"Mom, I’m sorry for worrying you. I’m fine, I’m just a bit sad and haven’t gotten over the grief yet." Grace Summers’ eyes were downcast, filled with grievance.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, tears glistening, looking pitiful and heart-wrenching.