Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire
Chapter 221: Crazy Jealousy

Chapter 221: Chapter 221: Crazy Jealousy

Yesterday during the final shoot, Nina Cloud personally killed the only person that had been kind to her, and then took poison to end her own life.

The two of them lay in the snow, snuggling together.

In her final moments, she whispered something into Adrian Fletcher’s ear that no one else could hear.

Yet Adrian Fletcher, who still retained a trace of consciousness, shed a tear; all the resentment and pain in his eyes dissipated, as he struggled to prop up his body and pull Nina into his embrace before slowly closing his eyes.

This scene made many onlookers at the site shed tears.

At this moment, seeing them gaze intimately at each other, eyes interleaving, the deep affection in their eyes couldn’t be hidden...

Many couldn’t help it and tears fell once again.

The photographer, stirred by emotion, kept filming the two, continuously adjusting their positions.

The distance between them grew closer and closer.

Brandon Reese, watching this scene, couldn’t help but sigh: "My wife is truly suited for acting, she seems as if she walked out of a screenplay. And that man, he looks decent enough, strangely compatible with my wife."

"Click—"

Just as Brandon Reese finished speaking, he heard the sound of shattering glass nearby.

The temperature around seemed to drop several degrees instantly.

He slowly turned his head, only to meet Lucas Shaw’s eyes radiating a dangerous glint akin to a hawk’s.

"Compatible? Suitable?" Lucas Shaw let out a cold laugh, his eyes slightly narrowed, sending shivers down one’s spine.

Brandon Reese shuddered intensely, realizing he had spoken his thoughts aloud.

Yet, he found it somewhat amusing.

Although he often saw Lucas Shaw get jealous over Serena Summers, it had never been so evident.

Moreover, Lucas Shaw was a decisive and ruthless figure in business, where hardly anyone could gain an upper hand over him.

Just moments ago, Lucas Shaw had secured a multi-billion dollar deal, leaving his opponents speechless at the negotiation table.

Yet here on the set, he seemed like a different person.

Seeing his wife taking pictures with another man made him insanely jealous, and his presence seemed weakened.

Indeed, in love, the one who falls first is the one who loses.

The staff nearby, seeing this, suddenly felt at a loss.

They wanted to step forward and ask if Lucas Shaw needed some medical attention, but ultimately, no one dared to muster the courage.

Instead, Brandon Reese took the initiative to try to console him: "Sir, don’t worry, it’s all fake; they are just acting, you are the rightful husband!"

Hearing Brandon Reese’s words, Lucas Shaw’s expression relaxed slightly, but it still looked terrifyingly grim.

His hawk-like eyes intently watched Serena Summers and the man.

Under the photographer’s direction, the two adjusted their postures many times.

The girl appeared gentle and dignified, but her face was so beautiful it was captivating, her clear eyes staring straight at the man in front of her.

Was it love, or lingering resentment in her eyes?

And the man, dressed as a warlord, emitted a formidable aura with a hint of ferocity in his eyes, yet his gaze was fixed on Serena Summers, unblinking.

In his dark, ink-like eyes, surged a tumult of love.

Suddenly, the photographer shouted, "You two, try posing as if you’re about to kiss—yes, just like that, very good, perfect! Keep it up..."

"Click—"

The newly served cup also shattered in response, startling Brandon Reese.

He hadn’t expected Lucas Shaw to react so intensely; looking down, he saw Lucas Shaw’s hands were now covered in fresh blood.

Pale palms still held some shards of glass.

The staff nearly cried out, could this even be considered human?

This is just like Yama!

So terrifying!

They, having seen quite a few celebrities in their circle, had never encountered someone like Lucas Shaw, who just sat there fiddling with a cup.

Brandon Reese’s forehead vein twitched, noticing the unsightly expressions of the crew behind him, he immediately waved them off, signaling for them to leave promptly.

At this moment, Lucas Shaw’s expression was so dark it seemed ink could drip from it.

His eyes were fixed intently on Serena Summers and that man.

That man was casually placing his hand on Serena’s waist, and although he wasn’t making any excessive moves, for Lucas Shaw, it was simply provocative.

God knows how much strength he mustered to restrain the impulse to rush forward and furiously separate the two.

"Sir, don’t worry, this is just acting in the moment, the lady can’t only interact with you alone!"

"Why not?" Lucas Shaw lightly lifted his gaze, his cold stare fiercely shooting towards Brandon Reese.

Brandon Reese shivered violently, really wishing he could slap himself hard.

He had spoken wrongly again.

"What I mean is, the lady loves acting, and you wouldn’t want your possessiveness to ruin her mood, right?"

Lucas Shaw snorted softly, leaning back in his chair, slowly gathering his thoughts.

He looked in the direction of Serena, a self-deprecating smile crossing his lips.

If he really wanted to stop Serena, he wouldn’t be sitting here right now.

He knew Serena loved acting, every time she talked about the details of filming, her eyes twinkled like stars.

Bright and brilliant.

How could he bear to destroy these things, which are the most beautiful and precious to Serena?

So, even if he felt jealous of that man, he would strive to control himself, not letting himself lose composure in front of Serena.

In fact, more so, he didn’t want Serena to see his filthy and crazy possessiveness.

He slowly closed his eyes, then gently opened them, quickly suppressing those complex emotions.

Then he waved over Brandon Reese.

Brandon Reese leaned down, coming close to Lucas.

"Two cups, pay them back tenfold, then go do something for me..."

Lucas Shaw lowered his voice, whispering a few words in Brandon’s ear, waving him off.

Brandon Reese looked at him with a complex expression, then glanced at Serena not far away, asked, "Sir, is that really okay?"

"What? Do you have any objections?"

"Not at all!" Brandon chuckled nervously, immediately running out.

Before leaving, he instructed his subordinates to buy medicine for Lucas Shaw at the pharmacy.

What Lucas Shaw didn’t know was that Serena, who was filming, was also suffering.

This was the first time she was this close to another man, and she felt somewhat uneasy.

The actor playing the male second lead, Adrian Fletcher, Edwin Charles was a lukewarm little celebrity, only two years older than Serena.

In the film, he was a despotic, sinister warlord despised by everyone, but outside the film, he was a shy person.

A stark contrast.

At this moment, Edwin Charles’s cheeks were flushed, the redness reaching behind his ears, only he knew how fast his heartbeat was at that moment.

Serena was simply too beautiful, not just her looks but also her personality, which was exactly what he favored.

It was just a pity, he had heard that Serena was already married.

Moreover, her husband seemed to be on set, though exactly who it was he wasn’t sure.

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