Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire
Chapter 232: Help Me Get Undressed

Chapter 232: Chapter 232: Help Me Get Undressed

Yalena Grace, upon hearing Henry Summers’ promise, instantly broke into a smile, "Are you serious?"

Her looks were not particularly sophisticated, but she knew how to dress up, and her makeup skills were top-notch, always maximizing her facial features.

At this moment, her eyes were slightly red, yet they held an undisguised joy and admiration.

No man could resist such a look, and neither could Henry Summers.

If they weren’t outside at this moment, he would have embraced Yalena Grace and shown her affection as he used to.

He cleared his throat, nodded, "Of course it’s true, when have I ever lied to you?"

Yalena Grace, overwhelmed with emotion, started sobbing and, unnoticed by others, quietly reached out her hand and firmly grasped Henry Summers’ hand.

Henry Summers noticed her movement, turned his head, and met a pair of charming and coy eyes, feeling a surge of heat in his heart.

This was why, all these years, he could never forget Yalena Grace.

Yalena Grace could always sense his emotional changes first and knew exactly how to mollify him.

Unlike the woman at home who was always so serious, and in bed was like a rigid corpse, never loosening up, always putting on airs.

Yalena Grace was different. She came from a humble background and was not bound by so many rules.

Gentle and considerate beneath the sheets.

Passionate and unrestrained above them, willing to experiment with any style and position, always taking good care of him without a single complaint.

After waiting for about three hours, Henry Summers and Yalena Grace finally met Grace Summers.

Grace’s eyes were red and lifeless, filled with despair.

Upon seeing Henry Summers and Yalena Grace, her eyes suddenly brightened, "Mom and Dad, you finally came... Please get me out of here quickly, I can’t stand staying in this hellish place for another moment."

Seeing her daughter in such a state, she tightly grasped Grace’s hand, tears falling drop by drop.

"Grace, you’ve suffered."

"Mom, I’m so happy you came to see me. I really missed you so much, if you were by my side, I surely wouldn’t have suffered like this..."

Grace Summers lowered her head, quietly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Seeing their daughter in such a pitiful state, both Yalena Grace and Henry Summers felt uneasy.

Henry Summers steadied himself and asked, "Grace, are those videos circulating online real? Did you really stab Mr. Lucas Shaw?"

Grace Summers’ eyes flickered, her lips pressed tightly together in guilt.

It was an acknowledgment.

Suddenly, Henry Summers stood up, his eyes blazing with anger, "Do you have any idea how powerful Mr. Lucas Shaw is? By offending him, our entire Summers Family will suffer."

"Dad, I know I was wrong. I didn’t mean to hurt him, but he rushed out to protect Serena Summers!"

A trace of resentment flickered in Grace’s eyes.

Henry Summers had never expected that Lucas Shaw would take a knife for Serena Summers.

He had only ever seen Serena Summers as a tool to exchange for business benefits.

Unexpectedly, she had mistakenly gained the favor and attention of Mr. Lucas Shaw.

"Grace, stay inside for a few more days, I’ll figure something out."

With that, he left with a grim expression.

Yalena Grace, reluctant to let go, held Grace’s hand and whispered, "Don’t worry, Grace. Since your dad promised, he will definitely get you out."

"But I can’t stand to stay in this dreadful place for another moment."

"Grace, be good, Mom has to go now, I’ll come to see you in a few days." Yalena Grace glanced at the retreating figure of Henry Summers and immediately let go of Grace’s hand to catch up with him.

Once home, Serena Summers immediately pulled Lucas Shaw upstairs into the bedroom.

"Take off your clothes," Serena Summers said.

Lucas Shaw was stunned for a moment, then a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"In broad daylight? Isn’t that inappropriate?"

Serena Summers looked up puzzledly, meeting Lucas Shaw’s teasing gaze and instantly understood what he was thinking.

She laughed in resignation, pulling Lucas Shaw to sit on the sofa, then fetched the medicine box from under the coffee table.

"What are you thinking? The medicine I just applied was for pain relief, and now I have to apply it again."

The ointment Serena Summers developed had a very good effect on wound healing.

Lucas Shaw’s injury wasn’t too severe; if she had applied her newly developed medicine directly, the wound probably wouldn’t have looked so serious during the checkup.

Earlier in the car, she had applied medicine to Lucas Shaw for controlling bleeding and relieving pain.

Lucas Shaw sat upright in the sofa, slowly opening his arms towards Serena, "Mrs. Shaw, help me take this off."

"Don’t you have hands?" Serena glanced at him.

Lucas Shaw grinned shamelessly, still stretching his arms, "I’m injured. Mrs. Shaw, my hands aren’t working now."

Helplessly, Serena reached up to her forehead, setting aside the ointment, and slowly bent down, her fair delicate fingertips lightly touching his shirt buttons.

The white shirt wrapped his perfect figure, exuding a sense of abstinence.

Serena’s hand just touched his first button, and her fingertips could easily touch his Adam’s apple.

Lucas Shaw could distinctly feel the cool touch of her fingertips lightly tracing his skin.

Every motion in Lucas Shaw’s eyes seemed to slow down.

He looked up at Serena, his deep dark eyes brimming with humor.

During the medication session, Serena looked at Lucas Shaw’s back wound, her eyes immediately reddening.

Her fingertips trembled; she wanted to touch but dared not to, eventually extending her arms to embrace him tightly from behind, her cheek against his back.

"Don’t be so foolish in the future."

Lucas’s body stiffened for a moment, then he chuckled, "Silly girl, I’m your husband."

So, how could I possibly watch you being stabbed and stand by doing nothing?

He slowly turned around, his rough fingertips gently wiping away the tears at the corner of her eyes.

"Baby, don’t cry, your husband will feel hurt."

Lucas Shaw’s voice was low and tender, making Serena feel even more upset.

An uncontrollable feeling of guilt grew in her heart.

While applying medicine to Lucas Shaw, seeing that bloodied wound, she leaned closer.

With his back to Serena, he suddenly felt a soft, warm touch on his back.

His pupils shrank, and his back stiffened.

Turning around, he faced Serena’s clean and clear eyes.

She tilted her head, blinking her eyes, her eyelashes trembling gently, looking both innocent and puzzled.

"What’s up?"

"What did you just do?" Lucas Shaw’s gaze fell on her rosy lips.

Because they were tinged with a bit of blood, her lips appeared even redder.

Yet she herself was unaware, still pretending that nothing had happened.

How... adorable.

Lucas Shaw chuckled lightly, grabbing her hands and lifting them over her head, then leaned down to capture those soft lips.

"Mmm..."

Serena didn’t expect Lucas Shaw to suddenly kiss her.

She wanted to push him away, to remind him to be careful of his wound lest it bursts open.

But the man didn’t give her a chance to speak, enveloping her in his relentless embrace.

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