Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire-Chapter 336: It’s Not Illegal for Me to Hold My Own Wife

Chapter 336: Chapter 336: It’s Not Illegal for Me to Hold My Own Wife

The person met Adrian Holt’s icy and sinister gaze and felt their legs go weak.

"President, these are already the most popular models in the company."

Brandon Reese also leaned in to take a look and found that the tablet screen was filled with the latest designs from Lichterklang Jewelry, many of which were limited editions.

According to his aesthetics, he could tell just from looking at the drafts that the jewelry designs were very novel, exquisite, and beautiful.

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in Brandon Reese’s mind, and he realized the purpose of Adrian Holt bringing him here—to pick out a birthday gift for the Madame.

However, what Brandon Reese learned next was that he had only guessed half right.

Adrian Holt did come to pick out a birthday gift for Serena Summers, but not a ready-made one; he wanted to craft it himself.

That evening, Adrian Holt returned disappointed and instructed his subordinates to continue looking for new, one-of-a-kind jewelry designs.

Just selecting the designs took several days.

Adrian Holt would always wait until Serena Summers was asleep before coming out, so she was completely unaware.

On Serena Summers’ birthday, Master Shaw specially invited many successful individuals from all walks of society.

The big and small elite families in S City had all heard of Serena Summers, but they didn’t expect Master Shaw to dote on this granddaughter-in-law so much.

Two years ago, when the Shaw Family encountered troubles, many were waiting to laugh at the Shaw Family’s misfortune.

Even some of the Shaw Family’s rivals were surreptitiously hoping that the Shaw Family would collapse quickly.

However, as time passed day by day, not only did the Shaw Family not fall, but it was managed in an orderly manner.

In this, Serena Summers played an indispensable role.

Initially, many laughed off her marriage to Mr. Lucas Shaw as a joke to comfort him, especially the high-society ladies who would mock and disdain whenever they mentioned Serena Summers.

After the news of Mr. Lucas Shaw’s accidental sea fall came out, Elena Ryan had mentioned countless times that Serena Summers was a broom star that brought bad luck to her husband.

She also said that the Shaw Family’s downfall to this state was all Serena Summers’ fault.

They even believed this argument at one point, assuming that Lucas Shaw’s death was intricately related to Serena Summers.

Everyone was waiting to see Serena Summers ousted from the Shaw Family, expecting her to end up in a miserable plight.

It wasn’t that there was any deep hatred towards Serena Summers; it’s just that gossip is human nature.

Seeing someone who was once inferior to them in every way suddenly transform into a phoenix rising to prominence, becoming the beloved of the Shaw Family, they felt inexplicably annoyed.

So, they wanted to wait and see when Serena Summers would fall from the clouds, to satisfy their expectations.

However, as they waited and waited, not only did they not see Serena Summers being driven out of the Shaw Family, but they also heard the news of Mr. Lucas Shaw’s miraculous return.

Suddenly, the circle of elites was abuzz with excitement.

Those who mocked Serena Summers before were now restless, wanting to take advantage of this birthday celebration to probe the sentiments of the Shaw Family.

In the Shaw Mansion’s grand hall, a number of people gathered together, gently swirling their glasses of red wine, their faces donning complimentary or pleasing, polite smiles.

Master Shaw was used to such scenes and wasn’t bothered by it, but Adrian Holt was feeling somewhat impatient.

He loathed engaging in hollow pleasantries with those wearing masks of hypocrisy.

Right now, he just wanted to see Serena Summers quickly, wondering if she had finished changing into her dress.

As he thought about it, Adrian Holt couldn’t help but lift his gaze towards the second floor.

As if by telepathy, Serena Summers happened to have just changed her clothes and was coming down the stairs.

The two looked at each other from a distance.

Today, Serena Summers had applied a refined makeup, her porcelain white face looking even more delicate, shedding some of her youthful immaturity and adding a touch of enchanting charm.

Her clear almond-shaped eyes shimmered with intricate light, and her long, curled eyelashes gently trembled.

She descended the steps gracefully, holding her skirt.

The previously noisy hall suddenly fell silent for a moment, and someone, all of a sudden, gasped and exclaimed, "So beautiful!"

Adrian Holt was the first to snap out of it. Hearing this comment, his handsome face couldn’t help but darken.

He briskly ascended the stairs and stopped in front of Serena Summers.

She always liked to wear casual clothes, easygoing and carefree, with a lazy kind of beauty about her.

But today was completely different.

Today, she changed into an evening gown, a purple fluffy tulle dress trailing on the ground, hemming above her ankles.

The strapless design outlined her figure perfectly, her fair skin dazzling under the lights.

Adrian’s gaze darkened as he unbuttoned his suit jacket and draped it over Serena’s shoulders, "Wear this."

"What are you doing? You’re covering my dress!"

Serena glared at him coquettishly, intending to take off the jacket.

"Dare to take it off and try!" Adrian threatened in a lowered voice.

He gripped Serena’s wrist tightly, his dark eyes flashing with strong possessiveness.

He wanted to hide Serena away, somewhere no one else could see.

A treasure belonging only to him, to be seen by him alone.

No one else could.

In his eyes, Serena saw a familiar look, one that was both helpless and amusing.

Even with her memory lost, his jealousy was as intense as ever.

Seeing that she was in a good mood today, she reluctantly decided not to argue with him.

So, Adrian saw Serena glare at him fiercely, but instead of getting angry, she silently dropped her hand.

Adrian’s lips curled up slightly, and in the moment, not caring about the many people present, he pulled her into his embrace.

How could she be so amazing?

So amazing that he felt like everything right now was just a dream.

He was afraid that at any moment he might suddenly wake from this dream, and she would completely disappear.

Serena was caught off guard and pulled into Adrian’s arms, her lips accidentally pressing against his face.

The man’s face emanated a warm breath, and though he hadn’t taken meticulous care of his skin, it was smooth and delicate.

The unique scent of his cologne enveloped her, causing Serena’s cheeks to blush and her heart to thump wildly.

The guests downstairs took in this scene, each with their own thoughts. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

Some were envious and jealous, others were disdainful, and still others ambiguous.

Master Shaw sighed with contentment, saying to Liam beside him, "Look how great these two kids are? If it weren’t for all that trouble, I might already be holding a great-grandchild now. Curse that disorganized organization!"

"Don’t worry, Grandfather, things will get better and better," Liam consoled helplessly.

"Yes, they will get better," Master Shaw murmured, as if speaking both to Liam and to himself.

Hearing the noisy sounds from downstairs, Serena’s cheeks reddened even more.

She pushed against the man’s chest, lifting her face from his embrace.

Her eyes glistened with moisture, reflecting a glint of light, "Let go quickly, so many guests are watching from downstairs."

"Let them watch, I’m hugging my own wife, it’s not illegal," he replied.

Although he said this, seeing Serena’s shy expression, Adrian obediently released his hold.

"Who’s your wife? Weren’t you the one refusing to acknowledge it before?" Serena teased indignantly as she stepped off the podium, "accidentally" stomping hard on his foot.

Men can really be fickle.

Just a few days ago, he adamantly claimed he wasn’t Lucas Shaw.

Now here he is, affectionately calling her wife.

A sharp pain shot through his foot, and Adrian grunted, pulling her by the hand with a light laugh.

"Is it too late to take back those words now?"

He didn’t want to think about the past, he just wanted to tell her that at this very moment, he was sure he wanted the rest of his life to be like this — holding her hand.