Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire
Chapter 216 Bathing

Chapter 216: Chapter 216 Bathing

But at this moment, he and the pink carpet together exuded an inexplicable sense of harmony, dispelling some of the icy aura from his body.

Serena followed him inside, her gaze falling on the bed.

On the pristine white sheets, a layer of red rose petals had been laid out, still in the shape of a heart.

It was much like the decoration of a couple’s suite in a hotel.

Serena couldn’t help but chuckle lightly, pointing at the heart on the sheets and asking, "Did you arrange this too?"

"No, it was Brandon. He said that all girls like romance," Lucas coughed lightly, lips against his hand.

In fact, there was another thing he didn’t mention.

Brandon had also said, "Boss, the books say all girls like romance. If you are too old-fashioned, madam might find it boring and soon fall in love with someone else."

At the time, Lucas was so angry his temple veins had bulged, and he asked with a serious face, "Which book says that?"

I will tear it up.

Brandon gave an embarrassed chuckle, making excuses for himself, "Boss, I’m just stating the facts. You see, madam is so outstanding, her eldest senior brother is President Selwyn, the second senior brother is Director Carter, and there’s an unknown third senior brother. And her master is none other than Victor Bennett, known as the Divine Healer..."

Thinking back to these words, Lucas couldn’t help but lower his eyes to Serena’s fair little face.

Lucas had been through many years in the cutthroat business world and had seen all kinds of women.

Coquettish, enchanting, beautiful, and even those who were sent to his bed, or came knocking on his door... countless.

But he had never cared for anyone.

Only for Serena.

Her every frown and smile, even a glance, could tug at his nerves.

Brandon was right, Serena had so many people backing her, and there were many suitors.

He was just the one with the head start.

To keep her heart, he still had to keep trying.

Serena’s eyes were slightly sore as she threw herself into Lucas’s arms, "Husband, thank you. I really like it here."

"As long as you like it," Lucas said softly as he gently stroked the top of her head.

"You rest on the bed for a bit. I’ll go get dinner ready."

Serena obediently nodded and lay down on the bed.

She was indeed a little tired.

Lucas walked to the door, pausing suddenly and looking back at her, his gaze darkening.

At this moment, Serena was lying on the pure white sheets, her movements languid and casual.

Beneath her, bright red rose petals.

Her skirt was casually spread on the bed, and her hair also splayed out, as if she was in a sea of flowers.

She was like a sprite lying amongst the roses, impossibly beautiful.

Serena did not notice the change in Lucas’s expression and yawned lazily, closing her eyes for a nap.

She was indeed a little tired.

Although she hadn’t shot much today, she had been at the hospital all night yesterday.

Last night, a patient was in a critical car accident.

The hospital director personally called her to take a look.

Generally, patients with severe car accident injuries would be rushed into the emergency room for surgery.

But that patient had severe bleeding, and for some reason, the blood just wouldn’t stop.

Serena rushed over, sealed off several acupoints with silver needles, and stopped the gushing blood.

After several hours of struggle, the patient was finally pulled back from the brink of death.

When she came out of the operating room, it was already more than six in the morning of the next day.

As soon as she left the hospital, Lucas was waiting there, already having bought her breakfast.

She didn’t even have the time to change clothes before going to the set.

Before sleeping, Serena sighed deeply.

If she knew it would be so tiring to come here, she wouldn’t have come even if she was beaten to death.

Serena Summers had been frail since childhood, and despite years of care, she still couldn’t function like a normal person.

Her body would feel tired as soon as it experienced any fatigue, and she’d fall asleep.

Sometimes, she would sleep for two or three days straight.

Lucas Shaw finished cooking and went upstairs to call Serena, only to find her sound asleep.

Lucas sat by the bed, somewhat reluctant to disturb her.

He leaned down, moving closer to Serena’s forehead, and planted a gentle kiss, his deep eyes filled with compassion.

In the end, he couldn’t bring himself to wake Serena.

The dinner was left for Adrian Shaw to enjoy.

Without his manager keeping an eye on him, Adrian was like a husky let out of its cage, eating voraciously and even rolling around on the sofa a few times.

It had been a long time since he had laid on such a comfortable sofa.

Before Lucas and Serena arrived, they all lived on the mountain, sleeping in tents they pitched at will.

After that torrential rain, everyone felt it was dangerous, so no matter how difficult the journey was, everyone would stay in a hotel in town.

But, after all, the conditions in the town’s hotel couldn’t compare to those of a five-star hotel.

So, it had been a long time since Adrian had a good night’s sleep.

He lay on the sofa, comfortably dozing off.

When Lucas came downstairs, he found that the dinner on his table had been nearly devoured.

The scene could even be described as a whirlwind of destruction, a complete mess.

After staring at the table for a long time, Lucas’s forehead suddenly lined with a few black streaks.

He walked over to Adrian, pushed him without a trace of mercy, and said, "Wake up."

Adrian, who was in deep sleep, was suddenly disturbed, frowned, turned over, and buried his face in the back of the sofa, "Stop it, I’m sleepy."

"Adrian Shaw, I’m going to count to three, one, two..."

Adrian shot up from the sofa like a reflex action, his eyes still a little dazed.

"What, what happened?"

Lucas chuckled lightly, pointing in the direction of the dining table, "Clean up what you ate. You’re on dishwashing duty tonight. If you don’t finish, you’re not allowed out tomorrow."

Adrian: ???

What’s this?

Before he could ask, Lucas had already gone upstairs.

Adrian yawned, tried to open his eyes, but in the end, was defeated by his sleepiness.

He lay back down, and fell asleep again.

Upstairs.

Lucas lifted Serena from the bed and headed towards the bathroom.

Serena was sleeping so soundly that she would hardly wake up.

Thus, the task of bathing fell into the hands of Lucas.

Despite having done it several times, Lucas still couldn’t help his racing heart.

He bent down, his long, fair fingers gently grasping the zipper at the back of the dress, and slowly pulled it down.

Soon, a large expanse of skin, dazzlingly pale, came into sight, as well as the girl’s delicate shoulder blades.

Under the light, Lucas, with his eyes cast down and the tips of his ears gradually warming, swallowed hard, a sensuous motion in his throat.

His heart was about to leap out.

Merely taking off a dress was already a tremendous torture for Lucas.

Let alone anything else.

Under the light, the girl’s slender, soft waist was barely a handful, yet the parts that should be curvy were not vague at all.

Despite having a face that seemed underage, her figure was exceptionally curvy.

Lucas’s fingertips accidentally touched her soft, delicate skin, as if scorched by it, and he quickly retracted his hand.