Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire
Chapter 218 CP Fans

Chapter 218: Chapter 218 CP Fans

"I’m telling you, it was well-deserved! You have no idea how disgusting Alexander Forrest looks when he glances at Serena. Every day bringing flowers, chocolates, and even saying..."

While talking, Adrian suddenly realized something was off.

Why was the temperature in the room dropping? Was the air conditioner turned on?

He looked up and met Lucas Shaw’s somber gaze.

Lucas Shaw’s lips curved into a cold smirk, his voice low and menacing, "What else did he say?"

Adrian shivered, chuckled awkwardly, and clutched a pillow to his chest, "Brother, don’t laugh like that, it scares me."

Lucas Shaw repeated, "What did he say?"

"He said, even if Serena is married, he wouldn’t care. As long as Serena spared him a glance, he would be content," Adrian crumbled under the pressure and spilled everything Alexander Forrest had said like pouring beans.

He concluded, "I think, Declan hitting Alexander yesterday must be related to Serena. After all, Declan is usually gentle and hasn’t had much interaction with Alexander."

Lucas Shaw crossed his legs, leaning back on the sofa, his dense eyelashes hiding his true feelings, making it hard to read his emotions.

But Adrian knew, this was a sign that his older brother was angry.

But since Lucas Shaw didn’t speak, he dared not speak or leave.

He sat nervously for a long time until Lucas Shaw finally stood up slowly, his long legs carrying him upstairs, "Wash the dishes. I’ll check them tonight."

Adrian: "!!!"

I might not be human, but you’re really a dog!

That night, the people Lucas Shaw sent out to investigate came back, but they found nothing.

Only Declan and Alexander had been in the washroom, no one knew what exactly happened between them.

"Go check on Alexander Forrest," Lucas Shaw ordered.

...

In the hotel, Declan lay on the bed browsing his phone, while Evan strode back and forth in the room, furious.

"That bastard! It’s outrageous how he even dared to have designs on Serena."

"Stop walking, you’re making me dizzy," Declan put his phone aside and rubbed his swelling head.

Due to the incident with Alexander Forrest, shooting was suspended for a day, and it was already being exposed online.

It had also reached a high level of popularity on social media, climbing to the number one trending topic on Weibo in just one morning.

His manager specifically contacted him at noon, asking what had actually happened, as the company needed a reasonable explanation to handle the PR crisis.

But Declan said nothing, only remarking, "He deserved it," before hanging up.

This infuriated his manager so much that he was on the verge of a breakdown, and when he tried calling Declan again, he couldn’t get through.

Evan sat down by the bed, his face extremely grim, "It just makes me so angry! It’s absolutely despicable!"

Declan looked at him and shook his head with a smile, thinking to himself, with his fiery temper, if he knew that Grace was involved as well, wouldn’t he explode with anger?

That’s also why Declan didn’t tell Evan about it.

Grace... can no longer stay in the Summers Family, he needed to think carefully about what to do next.

At night, Alexander Forrest was recuperating in the hospital, his stomach growling with hunger. There was no nurse to help him get food, and he didn’t want to go out, afraid of being recognized.

Just as he felt desperate, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

The man who came in was bundled up tightly, wearing a duckbill cap and a black face mask, dressed in a trench coat.

Alexander Forrest sat up from the bed, a flicker of wariness crossing his eyes, "Who are you? Who let you in?"

Was it a sasaeng fan?

The man slowly walked over to the hospital bed, took off his hat and mask, revealing Declan Summers’ face.

Alexander Forrest’s eyes widened in astonishment; the moment he saw him, his whole body ached, and his bones throbbed with pain.

He gasped sharply, asking coldly, "What are you here for?"

"Just to catch up, don’t be nervous, I won’t beat you again," Declan Summers casually pulled over a chair next to the bed and sat down, adding, "As long as you don’t speak ill of Serena Summers again."

Hearing the name Serena Summers, Alexander’s face twitched, and he shook his head desperately, "No, I wouldn’t dare!"

The thing he regretted most in his life was provoking Serena Summers.

"That’s best. I came to ask you today, what exactly did Grace Summers say to you that day?" Declan Summers sat on the chair, his expression calm, still looking gentlemanly, but Alexander detected a chilling coldness.

It seemed as if one wrong word and he would beat him up again.

A flicker of fear arose in Alexander’s heart, and trembling, he pulled out his phone, pleading pitifully, "It was that bitch Grace Summers’ nonsense that led me to approach Serena. I was wrong, Brother Declan, I truly realize my mistake, and I promise I won’t dare again!"

Declan Summers took his phone, opened it, and listened entry by entry.

Alexander Forrest was not some naïve, love-struck fool.

Grace Summers had him do things for her without offering any immediate benefits, so he wisely kept a safeguard, planning to use these recordings to blackmail her later.

Unexpectedly, they were useful now.

Declan Summers transferred those recordings to his phone, then casually tossed the phone back to him and stood up to leave.

"Brother Declan, I was just temporarily fooled, please don’t release the recordings."

Declan Summers stopped in his tracks, couldn’t help but scoff, "Should have thought about today and saved the regrets for later. Serena is my own sister, and I will never allow anyone to hurt her."

Watching the receding figure of Declan Summers, Alexander’s heart plunged to the depths.

...

The next day the shooting continued, and Vincent Carter found a new male actor of low industry fame, with only an obscure web drama to his name.

Surprisingly, his acting was good, and he possessed a distinct sharpness in his looks, naturally commanding and intimidating, fitting well with the second male lead in the script.

He was one person while in character, and another when out of character.

This male actor was quite shy, disliked talking, and always blushed involuntarily when facing Serena Summers.

His eyes darted around, too timid to meet her gaze.

Claire Tanner and Serena Summers huddled together, whispering about this, their tone filled with teasing, "You are beautiful, and there’s a real ’ship’ vibe with him. Probably after this movie airs, you’ll gather a lot of ’ship’ fans."

Serena Summers, feeling a bit embarrassed by the teasing, reminded, "Sister Tanner, I’m already married."

Claire Tanner sighed and stared at Serena’s face, growing more convinced of its pity, "With that face and your brilliant acting skills, it’s a shame not to be in the entertainment industry. Besides, why did you marry so early? Such a waste!"

"I don’t think it’s a waste. Whether it’s acting or marrying, both are my own choices."

Once a choice is made, there will be no regrets.

Not before, and certainly not in the future.