Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire-Chapter 50 - You Hurt Me

Lucas had grown accustomed to Serena’s endless chatter next to his ear, like a never-tiring little horn, eager to share every interesting thing she encountered with him.

Today, Serena was unusually quiet.

Lucas turned his head and saw her leaning on the back of the seat with her head tilted, deeply asleep.

Lucas’s thin lips were tightly pressed together, his gaze falling on Serena’s eyelids.

The setting sun streamed through the window, casting orange glows on Serena’s porcelain-like pale face, giving her an orange aura.

Her long eyelashes were slightly curled, and because of the sunlight, cast shadows on her eyelids, making them appear somewhat dark.

This was the second time Lucas had seen Serena like this.

Seemingly devoid of vitality, she slept deeply, her face as pale as paper.

Even her lips, usually glistening with moisture, were beginning to dry out.

The first time was several days ago when he woke up from an illness.

By his side lay a petite figure.

With a deathly pale face, shallow breathing, as if she might stop breathing at any second.

Thinking of that incident, Lucas’s eyelids twitched fiercely, and he hurriedly hit the brakes.

Serena was sleeping soundly, completely unprepared when her body suddenly lurched forward.

Just as Serena thought she was going to hit the mirror in front, her forehead suddenly bumped into something hard.

She opened her eyes to see a long, firm arm stretched out in front of her forehead.

Serena “hmm’d” and lifted her hand to rub her forehead, which had turned red from the impact, her sweet and soft voice full of playful reproach, “You hurt me.”

Lucas withdrew his arm, his deep voice slowly rising, tender in tone, “Sorry.”

Serena puckered her lips discontentedly, “If apologies worked, what would we need the police for?”

Lucas turned his head to see the little girl with her hands on her hips, her delicate, fair face scrunched up, eyebrows tightly furrowed, exhibiting a clear “I am not pleased” expression.

Lucas asked with interest, “So, what do you want to do about it?”

He was curious to see what kind of tricks the little girl intended to play.

After spending time together, Lucas had completely figured out Serena’s character.

Her persona seemed spoiled, but her demands always had a way of sending shivers to Lucas’s soul.

He had never seen someone whose anger could be so endearing.

Sure enough, the next second, Serena extended a tender little finger, presenting her forehead and said with a coy tone, “Kiss me, and I’ll forgive you.”

Lucas leaned against the seatback, tapping the steering wheel lightly with his long, fair fingers, a look of ‘I knew it’ in his eyes.

He cleared his throat, refusing, “Your forehead is red; it looks like it’s been damaged.

Maybe we should go to the hospital to check it out.”

“No need.

Just a kiss will do,” Serena blinked her clear, moist eyes, looking innocently bewildered at the man in front of her.

In the past, whenever she acted coquettishly, he would obediently kiss her.

How is this time different?

Lucas Shaw: “That’s not good.

What if you’ve damaged your brain?

My grandfather will kill me.

Let’s go to the hospital to check it out.”

As he spoke, Lucas Shaw began to start the engine, preparing to drive Serena Summers to the hospital.

The next second, Serena Summers’ fair and delicate little hand rested on the back of his hand, “No, don’t go.

I’m fine, really fine!

I don’t want a kiss anymore.”

Serena Summers withdrew her hand with a wronged expression, and her eyes instantly reddened.

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Seeing this, Lucas Shaw immediately put away his teasing demeanor.

His gaze turned stern, and he quickly bent down and moved closer, “Are you angry?”

“No.”

Serena Summers said this, but her body honestly turned towards the car door.

With her back to Lucas Shaw, she left him looking at the back of her dark head.

Lucas Shaw helplessly rubbed his brow, reached out to cradle the girl’s little head, and turned her to face himself.

“I was just kidding just now.”

With those words, Lucas Shaw slowly bent down, drawing close to Serena’s pale little face, leaving a gentle kiss on her smooth, plump forehead.

“Don’t be angry, okay?”

“Humph!” Serena Summers crossed her arms, her red lips slightly pouting, “That’s not enough!

Just now, one was enough, but now…

it needs to be three!”

Serena Summers raised three fingers, her entire little face filled with seriousness.

Lucas Shaw raised his hand to hold Serena Summers’ raised fingers, slowly delivering a kiss.

The man, seemingly cold as frost, always radiated a chilly and powerful aura, but his lips were surprisingly soft.

Touching Serena Summers’ fingers, it felt like a source of fire, making the skin around her instantly start to feel scorching hot.

Then, a wave of warmth spread over her temple.

Finally, it was the corner of her lips.

The unique, fresh scent of the man enveloped Serena Summers completely.

She subconsciously closed her eyes as if submerged in the depths of the ocean, surrounded by boundless waves that swept over her, layer upon layer.

Subconsciously, she clenched Lucas Shaw’s clothes, held her breath, and her chest began to throb uncontrollably.

After who knows how long, her face suddenly grew fiercely hot.

With her eyes tightly shut, her eyelashes trembled gently, as though she was frightened of something.

The next second, laughter sounded close to her ear.

Subconsciously, Serena Summers opened her eyes and saw the man’s magnified handsome face close at hand, with his exquisitely chiseled jawline and profoundly handsome contours.

Above that, a pair of perfectly shaped thin lips.

The warmth on the lips was scorching hot.

And above that, a pair of smiling eyes.

Those eyes were as vast as the deep sea, bottomless, giving a sense of unfathomable depth.

“What’s the matter?

Stunned?”

Lucas Shaw’s teasing voice suddenly rang in her ears, and Serena Summers quickly came back to her senses, hastily leaning her body backward.

Seeing this, Lucas Shaw couldn’t help but laugh a bit, “What are you avoiding?

Am I going to eat you up or what?”

Serena Summers snorted twice, not responding.

She gave Lucas Shaw a glance and silently grumbled in her heart.

Wasn’t he just now looking like he wanted to devour her?

Seeing Serena Summers with a puffed-up appearance, Lucas Shaw knew when it was time to drop the subject and quickly changed the topic, “What did you do today?

Why are you so tired?”

She fell asleep as soon as she got in the car, something that had never happened before.