Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire

Originally, he just felt the room was too stuffy and asked the butler to take him out for a walk.

Who would have thought he'd end up being burdened with someone?

Lucas Shaw's thin lips parted slightly, intending to make things clear to her.

He had no desire to marry, nor would he ever marry; he wanted her to give up hope.

However, before the words could leave his mouth, suddenly there was a cool, soft touch on his lips.

"Boom—"

Lucas Shaw's body stiffened abruptly, as if something exploded in his mind.

He looked down and saw the young girl blinking her moist eyes at him, her rosy lips still pursed slightly.

It seemed as if her unique milky sweet scent lingered on his lips, and Lucas Shaw's gaze flustered and moved away, as if burnt, and his ears hidden beneath his black hair instantly turned red.

The blush spread rapidly from his ears with the speed of lightning.

Lucas Shaw, who always kept others at a distance with his aloof and cold demeanor, had never entertained thoughts of love.

All the doctors had concluded he wouldn't live past twenty-five, plagued with congenital frailty, recognizing nobody when the illness struck.

Who would want to be with someone like him who had no future?

But the girl before him kept calling him husband, without a trace of fear in her eyes.

She even... kissed him!

Strangely, he felt no disgust in his heart; rather, an unusual emotion began to stir.

Lucas Shaw lowered his eyes, hiding the tumultuous waves of emotion.

He thought he must be going mad.

Marriage was just an excuse to appease his grandfather; how could he take it seriously?

Serena Summers didn't know what Lucas Shaw was thinking at the moment. She lifted her chin defiantly and said, "I don't care, I kissed you, so you belong to me now!"

Seeing no response from the man, Serena Summers raised her hand, sadly tugging at the hem of the man's clothing.

"You promised to be with me for a lifetime, we made a pinky promise!"

When did he...

Lucas Shaw looked at Serena Summers, as if something had cleared the fog in his mind.

That's when he noticed a black cord around Serena Summers's neck.

His slender, pale fingertips gently hooked it, pulling the pendant hidden beneath her collar out.

It was a semi-circular white Jade Pendant, made of fine mutton-fat jade.

The Jade Pendant still retained the girl's warm body heat, feeling scorchingly hot in his palm.

He hastily took out his own pendant from around his neck and compared them carefully.

The contours of the two Jade Pendants and the hollowed-out patterns on them fit perfectly together, as if they were made for each other.

He suddenly smiled, looked up at Serena Summers, his eyes showing a softness he hadn't even noticed in himself.

He had searched for her for so many years, without a single clue.

Yet today, by some fluke, she had come to him on her own.

How laughable that he hadn't recognized her immediately and even thought about sending her away.

"When did you recognize me?"

Serena Summers stretched out her fair, tender finger, "I recognized you at first sight!"

Her chin lifted, her face full of pride.

Just like when she was a child.

Mischievous and spirited.

Lucas Shaw felt as if something had struck his chest, sending ripples of a sweet, tingling sensation through him.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, and those usually placid eyes shimmered with pleasure.

But then remembering the introduction from Mr. White, his stern face darkened once again.

After living outside for over a decade, barely finding her family, she had to face the cruel reality of being used to ward off calamity for him.

It was clear her time with the Summers Family had not been good.

He asked, "Did you bring your household registration booklet?"

He had changed his mind.

If the Summers Family doesn't treat her well, then he will bring her under his protection.

Before his death, he would do everything in his power to protect her, so she wouldn't suffer the slightest grievance.

Armed with the status of the Shaw Family's second Young Madam, let's see who dares to bully her now!

"Got it!"

Serena Summers quickly opened her bag.

When her master found her, he had arranged for her to have an independent household registration, and after being found by the Summers Family, no one remembered to transfer her registration.

Looking back now, it actually saved a lot of hassle.

The household register had only one page with her name on it.

The young girl smiled shyly, but her tone was unusually lively, "I'm still the head of the household!"

The tips of Lucas Shaw's fingers gently caressed the spot bearing the name Serena Summers, his eyes shadowed and inscrutable.

He leaned down, his long arms resting in front of the car window, trapping the petite and tender girl in his embrace.

"Serena, look at me."

"Wh-what for?"

Serena swallowed and obediently looked up at the handsome face so close to hers, her heartbeat uncontrollably accelerating.

Too, too close.

Lucas's gaze was deep, his thin lips slightly parting.

Seeing the girl stunned, looking frightened, he quickly softened his tone and asked in a deep voice, "The Summers Family made a deal with the Shaw Family using you. I can give you a chance to back out. If you say you're unwilling, I will not force you."

"Once you marry me, you won't get another chance to regret it."

Serena shook her little head firmly, "Only fools would have regrets!"

Her husband is so handsome!

She can't let any other little fairy take advantage!

Although Mr. Summers was extremely cold-blooded, it had to be said, no one could compare to Lucas Shaw in looks.

Serena tilted her little chin up, unabashedly gazing at the man in front of her, involuntarily licked her lips.

Her husband was just too... delectable.

She wanted a kiss!

But before she could lean in closer, Lucas had already straightened up.

Serena, looking disappointed, with her cherry-red lips slightly pouted, expressed her dissatisfaction to the man.

Lucas saw every expression on her face, a hint of a smile flickering in his dark eyes.

"Uncle White, to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

Mr. White, the butler, opened his mouth in shock, seemingly unable to believe what he had heard.

He asked uncertainly, "Young Master, did I hear you right? You want to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau?"

"Drive."

Lucas Shaw was concise, taking out his phone from his jacket pocket and making a call to his assistant.

About twenty minutes later, the car slowly stopped in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Lucas's assistant had already arrived and immediately came over when they saw the familiar car.

"Sir, I have brought the items you requested."

Lucas received them with an expressionless face, his gaze lightly scanning over the household register and the prenuptial agreement; a warmth slowly seeping into his deep eyes.

"Take a careful look and sign it if there's no issue."

This prenuptial agreement was urgently printed by Lucas's assistant.

But Serena, looking listless, drooped her eyelids as if she were sleepy.

She leaned against Lucas's shoulder, tilting her head again and again like a pecking chick.

Hearing Lucas's words, she murmured coquettishly, "I don't want to look! Husband, can you read it to me?"

While speaking, she buried her cheek against his firm arm and rubbed it, closing her eyes tight, waiting for him to read to her.

The assistant, peering through the car window, saw her behaving affectionately, hugging their Young Master's arm, and even cooing to him, struck dumb with astonishment.

Just a few hours without seeing her, and their Young Master has picked up such a beautiful girl?

What's most astonishing is that the Young Master, who has always shown no interest in women, seemed completely indulgent, without a trace of impatience!