Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire-Chapter 290: What’s the Point of Getting a Wife

Chapter 290: Chapter 290: What’s the Point of Getting a Wife ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Claire Lane is straightforward, with almost all her emotions clearly displayed on her face.

Serena Summers couldn’t help but chuckle lightly, her clear eyes looking towards Lucas Shaw, brimming with laughter.

Lucas Shaw just happened to turn around, locking eyes with Serena from afar. In an instant, his usually expressionless face seemed to thaw like a glacier, softening the chill in his demeanor.

Claire Lane was stunned as she watched from the side.

Even from a distance, she could feel the tacit understanding between them.

There was an indescribable harmony between the two of them, into which no one else could intrude.

She opened her mouth, suddenly unsure of what to say.

It wasn’t until Serena called her that she slowly came back to her senses.

"If you have nothing to say, shall I leave?" Serena raised an eyebrow, her smile slowly deepening.

Realizing she had been lost in thought watching them, a blush quietly crept up Claire Lane’s cheeks.

"No! I have something to say! I just wanted to tell you that I’m actually very envious of you. You’re lucky to have met Mr. Lucas Shaw."

Serena blinked in confusion, not understanding what she meant.

Claire Lane gave a bitter laugh, "You probably don’t know, but my mom and dad weren’t in a love marriage; it was for a business alliance. My mom is too strong-willed, and my dad is quite unromantic. So, over the years, the two of them have been practically cold to each other."

"So?" Serena’s brows furrowed slightly.

"My mom always wanted a son to inherit the Lane Group, but as you can guess, there was no affection between her and dad, and both were busy, so there was no chance," Claire Lane spoke melancholically, her mood increasingly downcast.

"So, my mom always treated Nathan Fletcher and Lucas Fletcher like her own sons. Being strong-willed, the moment she learned that Nathan was heartbroken over a girl, she almost lost her ability to reason, leading to that scene with the check."

Serena’s lips tightened slightly, reassessing her opinion of Sophia Fletcher.

She said softly, "I don’t blame her."

That was the truth—before today, she hadn’t even thought about who Sophia Fletcher was.

Claire Lane felt choked up, her words stuck in her throat as she looked at Serena, her eyes suddenly moist.

"Serena, thank you."

Serena chuckled helplessly, "Is that the only thing you can say?"

"Ah?"

Confusion flashed through Claire Lane’s eyes.

In that moment, she shed all her pride, instead revealing a naivety befitting her age.

Suddenly, Serena felt that maybe this girl wasn’t so disagreeable after all.

"Since you’re so sincere, then do me a favor."

Claire Lane was again taken aback, "Hey, Serena, don’t take it too far! We are even now!"

"Oh," Serena nodded slowly, a smile playing on her lips, "What about it?"

Claire Lane looked utterly dejected, feeling tricked, but then she thought of Lucas Fletcher’s illness and decided to endure.

"Say it, what do you need help with? Just this once!"

Her tsundere demeanor was quite adorable, reminding Serena of someone else... Adrian Shaw.

Serena couldn’t resist and pinched her slightly puffed cheeks.

Hmm, they felt just as soft as she imagined.

She never understood before why Fiona Ryan always liked to pinch her cheeks, but now she finally got it.

Indeed, it’s... irresistibly delightful!

The face-pinched Claire Lane instantly fluffed up like an angry lion, her eyes wide open as she glared at Serena Summers, "You, you..."

She waved at Claire, signaling her to come closer.

Claire looked at her suspiciously but eventually leaned in with her ear.

In a voice that only the two of them could hear, Serena whispered a few words into her ear.

Claire’s expression changed immediately, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, sure."

Claire fell silent, frowning slightly, "...Alright then, I’ll help you this one time, consider it as my compensation for my mother. After this, you and she are even!"

"Okay."

After making the deal, Serena and Claire walked out of the hospital.

Lucas Shaw was standing at the hospital entrance, leaning against the front of his car, his eyes downcast, seemingly lost in thought.

She jogged up to him and stopped in front of Lucas, "Did you wait long?"

"Not too bad, get in the car." Lucas’s gaze paused on Serena’s cheek for a moment before seamlessly shifting away.

He opened the car door, waited for Serena to get in, then settled in himself.

Since Ethan Wells had arrived in Imperial Capital, he had been acting as the driver, his face perpetually grim as if someone owed him hundreds of thousands.

It’s understandable, having a tech-savvy introvert who’s not good at communication running errands every day, needing to drive and serve Lucas, is truly a torture.

Looking at Ethan’s gloomy face, Serena couldn’t help but laugh mischievously, suggesting, "Maybe you should call Brandon Reese back. Otherwise, you might lose a valuable employee."

Lucas glanced forward and chuckled, "He just lacks the opportunity to exercise. He’s nearly thirty and doesn’t even have a woman by his side, spending all his time clinging to his computer, probably wishes he could sleep with it at night."

Ethan retorted displeasedly, "That’s passion. What’s the point of getting a wife? Code is easier to understand."

Hearing this, Lucas’s smile slowly faded, and he sighed inwardly. After so long, Ethan still hadn’t gotten over his past shadows.

On the road, Serena received a call from Dean Carter, and Ethan turned around abruptly to take her to the research institute.

Before leaving, Lucas suddenly grabbed Serena’s wrist.

She turned, puzzled, looking at Lucas, "What’s wrong?"

Lucas’s eyes were dark as he stared at her, his lips tightly pressed, saying nothing.

Meeting his eyes, Serena suddenly felt inspired, withdrew her hand resting on the car door, leaned over and kissed his lips, "Mr. Shaw, see you tonight."

Lucas’s expression immediately softened, a smile spreading across his lips, "Go ahead."

Such a shift in his demeanor.

Having been with him so long, Serena had long figured out his nature; sometimes he seemed cold and tough, but he was actually easy to appease.

With a smile in her eyes, she leaned in and kissed his lips again, quickly pushing the door open and stepping out in succession while he was still dazed.

A moment later, and she might not have been able to get out of the car.

Only after running a good distance did Serena slow down, her cheeks flushed with an abnormal red.

This flush lingered all the way into Dean Carter’s office.

Dean Carter and Professor Parker were discussing academic issues. Serena knocked on the door.

"Serena is here? Come in," Dean Carter put down the materials in his hand and waved at her.

Serena walked in, politely greeted the two of them.

Dean Carter got straight to the point, "Serena, let’s not beat around the bush. I heard that you came back this time to look for alternative medicinal materials, how is the progress going?"