Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire
Chapter 90 Tight and Precise

Chapter 90: Chapter 90 Tight and Precise

Lucas Shaw lowered his eyes, his sexy Adam’s apple subtly rolling.

With a long stretch of his arms, he pulled the girl teasing him tightly into his embrace.

"Do I like it or not, what do you think? Hmm?"

His broad palm held Serena Summers tightly in his embrace, with a forceful, aggressive move.

Serena’s eyelashes trembled lightly, and with a giggly smile, she tilted her head back and gave the man a soft bite on his lips.

"I think you definitely like it. I look so good, unless you’re blind!"

The girl snorted softly, her pretty little face full of pride.

Lucas helplessly curved his finger, gently scraping it on the tip of her nose.

"Know and still you ask."

Before meeting Serena, Lucas never knew girls could be so coquettish.

And now...

Lucas looked towards the girl who buried her cheeks deeply into his broad chest, his thin lips curling into a meaningful arc.

He hoped that for the rest of his life, Serena would only act coquettishly towards him.

In the large bedroom, Lucas tightly embraced the girl in his arms, his lips sealed in silence.

After a long time, Serena fell into a deep sleep.

Her light breathing lingered around Lucas’s ears.

Her lips, rosy and glossy like cherries, parted and closed, seemingly inviting him silently for a kiss.

Lucas’s dark, deep eyes slightly hardened as he leaned forward.

Her lips were as soft and sweet as he imagined, like the world’s sweetest berries, tempting and soul-stirring.

Lucas felt like a thief coveting a rare treasure, greedily cherishing a beauty that shouldn’t belong to him.

Lucas’s deep gaze tightly fixed on Serena’s sleeping beauty.

Until the external light displayed the break of dawn.

And none of this was known to Serena.

At night, Lucas Shaw left work and headed straight to the bedroom upstairs.

Serena was standing in front of a mirror, critically observing her own intricately made-up reflection.

Her features were delicate, with raven hair against her pale skin, bright eyes, and white teeth. The exposed skin was tender as curd, like an exquisite doll in a display window.

Her face was lightly made up, shedding a bit of naivety and gaining a hint of bewitching allure.

Every move she made was filled with charm.

After entering the bedroom and not seeing Serena’s figure, Lucas couldn’t help but frown.

Just as he was about to turn around to ask the servants, the bathroom door suddenly burst open.

Serena came out of the washroom in an evening dress.

Lucas’s gaze stalled, a trace of astonishment fleeting through his usually unreadable deep black eyes.

It wasn’t his first time seeing Serena in this dress, but something about her seemed different today.

Seeing Lucas, Serena’s eyes immediately sparkled.

She picked up her skirt, running to him, and looked up at him expectantly.

"Husband, do I look pretty?"

"Pretty."

Lucas bowed his head down, his black deep eyes steadfastly staring at the girl in front of him.

"How pretty?"

Serena stretched her arms around the man’s sturdy waist, her eyes, black as dark grapes, filled with anticipation.

The girl’s eyes were clear, unshielded with joy and elation.

She had no idea how captivating she appeared at that moment.

Lucas’s sexy Adam’s apple rolled subtly, before he extended his long arms, pulling her into his embrace.

The girl’s soft body tightly pressed against his chest seamlessly.

"My Serena, is the prettiest girl in the world, without a doubt."

Lucas bent down, whispering softly into Serena’s ear.

The man’s clean, fragrant breath came rushing forth, the warm breath entirely sprinkling across the skin behind her ears, sending ripples of tingling sensation.

Serena Summers snorted lightly and said immodestly, "I think I’m the best looking!"

Her serious demeanor made Lucas Shaw laugh.

He reached out with his warm palm, gently rubbed the top of the girl’s head, and the corners of his lips curved up.

"Let’s go, it’s almost time. We should head to the Parker Family now."

Today was the engagement ceremony of Everett Parker and Grace Summers.

But, Serena wasn’t going to congratulate them.

She was going for revenge.

Lucas Shaw took Serena’s wrist and pulled her downstairs.

Downstairs, Elena Ryan was sitting in front of the sofa eating fruit.

Seeing Lucas Shaw holding Serena’s hand as they came down from upstairs, she couldn’t help but frown.

"Where are you guys going?" Elena Ryan asked coldly.

Lucas Shaw and Serena paused their steps, looking at Elena Ryan in surprise.

Elena Ryan had just been threatened by Lucas Shaw, and they thought he would stay quiet for a while.

They didn’t expect Elena Ryan to suddenly speak up.

Lucas Shaw frowned, his handsome face unavoidably darkened.

"Is it any of your business?"

Elena Ryan choked, instinctively wanting to roar.

But upon meeting Lucas Shaw’s sharp, eagle-like eyes, she quickly backed down.

"I, I am your elder, how is it wrong for me to ask about your whereabouts?" Elena Ryan retorted with a stiff neck.

Lucas Shaw scoffed coldly, saying sarcastically, "You better mind your own business. You’ve never cared about me all these years, so please continue to do so."

Watching Elena Ryan’s face look as if she had suffered a huge grievance, Lucas Shaw sneered inwardly.

Before he married Serena, every time he came to the old house Elena Ryan wouldn’t bother with him.

As if he were disgusting trash that would dirty her eyes with one glance.

Who knew what got into her recently, as she began to meddle in his affairs.

Elena Ryan was left speechless, stuttering for a long time, her face turning red.

"I just want to tell you, I will absolutely not agree to the divorce!"

Lucas Shaw slightly narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Whether you agree or not is not for you to decide. The Shaw Family is not a place for you to run wild, and Serena is not someone you can insult at will."

"Lucas Shaw, you can’t treat me like this! I am your biological mother!"

Elena Ryan’s eyes reddened with anger as she yelled.

"Mother? Do you qualify?"

Lucas Shaw let go of Serena’s hand, walking up to Elena Ryan.

Elena Ryan stepped back in fear.

"Don’t mention the word ’mother’ to me again, if I could choose, I would rather die in the womb."

For over twenty years, Lucas Shaw’s world had been bleak.

Pain and torment followed.

If he could choose, he would rather have never been born.

Confronting Lucas Shaw’s deep, cold eyes, Elena Ryan’s heart violently trembled.

Her legs weakened, and she collapsed onto the sofa.

"Vincent Shaw left the Shaw Family long ago, your daydream should have ended by now."

Lucas Shaw sneered, then took Serena’s hand and left.

Watching Lucas Shaw decisively leave, Elena Ryan’s heart cooled by half.

Lucas Shaw... so much like that man.

The man she had loved for decades, Vincent Shaw.

Back then, he did the same.

He left a divorce agreement, and without looking back, he was gone.

Elena Ryan’s expression was stunned, her heart felt empty.

As if she had lost something very important.

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