Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire

Serena Summers frowned, wondering if her instincts were wrong. When she came out, she clearly saw that both of their faces looked unhappy.

"Don’t overthink it. I just discussed a business deal with your uncle, and he agreed. Our relationship... is doing well."

Lucas Shaw looked up, his gaze fixed on the tall figure ahead, his last few words spoken through gritted teeth.

...

Old Master Lane still hadn’t woken up when Serena received a call from Dean Carter, asking her to come to the research institute.

Lucas drove to the entrance of Clearview University. As Serena unbuckled her seat belt and was about to open the door, her wrist was suddenly grasped.

Then, a dark shadow loomed over her.

The unique, refreshing scent of a man enveloped her face. Serena pushed him slightly and said helplessly, "Stop it, the Dean is waiting for me."

"Mrs. Shaw, you’re really taking ’use it and throw it away’ to a whole new level, aren’t you?"

Lucas leaned one hand on the car and placed the other on the back of the co-driver’s seat, trapping Serena in his arms and looking at her accusingly.