Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire-Chapter 359: Only Capable of Submitting

Professor Harvey did not give a definite answer, only saying, "I can go back and review some materials. I can’t promise, but I’ll try to minimize the harm to him."

There was no other way. If Adrian Holt decided to look forward, not dwelling on the past, maybe his body wouldn’t be affected at all.

But he said he must recover his memory, with a very firm attitude.

So all he could do was to try his best, let’s start with that...

"Okay, with your word, I feel relieved." M’s solemn expression finally softened.

Shaw Mansion.

After dinner, Serena Summers and Adrian Holt walked hand in hand in the garden, with the fragrance of flowers filling the air under the evening sky.

Bright and gentle lights cascaded down, creating an indescribable sense of romance.

Serena sneaked a glance at Adrian Holt, wanting to say something but hesitant. Just as she was about to look away, he caught her gaze squarely.

Adrian Holt tightened his grip on Serena’s hand, "Ask whatever you want to ask."

"What did Professor Harvey say? You have to tell me the truth, no evading the question!"

Serena stopped, standing face to face with him, gazing intently into his eyes, her clear apricot eyes unblinking.

With his back to the light, Adrian Holt looked down into Serena’s star-filled eyes, and his cold heart instantly warmed a fraction.

"You want the truth?" he asked.

"Of course! If you’re not going to tell the truth, don’t bother speaking." Serena Summers glared at him, waiting for his response.

Adrian Holt paused for a moment, then relayed Professor Harvey’s words to her.

Serena’s eyes instantly reddened, and she threw herself into his arms, holding him tightly, "I’m sorry."

She was filled with guilt. If it weren’t for saving her, he wouldn’t have been hurt two years ago.

Caught off guard, Adrian Holt’s figure swayed slightly. Helplessly, he raised his hand to rub the top of her head, "It’s not that serious. It just sounds scarier than it is."

"Memory confusion is no big deal to you?" Serena, with her eyes rimmed red, lifted her face from his embrace and feigned disdain, "If you turn into an idiot, I won’t want you anymore."

So, you must take good care of yourself.

"Hmm? That harsh, huh?" Adrian Holt raised an eyebrow, his thin lips curling into a slight smile.

"Yes!"

How else would you understand the severity of the situation?

Serena stood tall and righteous, her usually soft voice deliberately strained.

It gave a serious impression.

With one long arm, Adrian Holt pulled her tightly into his embrace, wishing he could fuse her into his bones and blood.

"I will seek treatment properly."

His tone was earnest and serious.

Serena’s head was pressed by his palm, her cheek buried in his embrace and unable to lift up, thereby missing the tide of emotions swirling in the depths of his eyes.

It was only when several minutes passed and Adrian Holt showed no signs of letting go, in fact, he held her even tighter, that she sensed something was amiss,

She pushed against his chest with her hand, but couldn’t break free.

At that moment, from not too far away, a voice full of teasing sounded, "That’s enough from you two, getting all sweet from day to night, aren’t you tired?"

Serena and Adrian Holt turned their heads to look and saw Edward Selwyn and Vincent Carter standing not far away, observing them.

Serena’s cheeks flushed, and she buried her face back into Adrian Holt’s chest, prompting a muffled laugh from him.

Adrian Holt looked up at the two men, his voice full of distaste, "Why are you here?"

"Came to check how your treatment is going, heard you even brought in Professor Harvey?" Vincent Carter draped his arm over Edward Selwyn’s shoulder, his handsome face bearing a broad smile.

Adrian Holt embraced Serena Summers protectively, shooting icy daggers with his gaze.

"Looking for death?"

Vincent Carter quickly raised his hands in surrender, trying to lighten the mood, "Don’t be so fierce, we’re Serena’s maternal family; you’d do well to be a bit more courteous to us."

Adrian Shaw had just finished his schedules and came back from outside, just in time to catch that remark.

He jogged all the way over and wrapped his arm around Vincent Carter’s neck, chiming in: "Exactly, we are all the second sister-in-law’s maternal family, so watch it."

That’s right, he had already considered himself part of Serena’s maternal family.

One reason was his fondness for sister-in-law Serena, and the second was... a few days ago, Vincent Carter introduced him to a big director’s movie project.

His own brother had never been this considerate, so he decisively decided to treat Vincent Carter like a real brother.

As for his real brother, whatever.

Adrian Holt’s lips twitched slightly, looking at Adrian Shaw with a gaze reserved for idiots.

Simple-minded, physically developed, easily bought with any small benefit.

Such a stupid brother, whoever wants him can have him.

"When do you two plan to leave? Giving up on the business in Imperial Capital? Not filming anymore?" Adrian Holt said as he walked with Serena’s hand towards the living room.

Edward Selwyn gave Adrian Holt a cool look, his voice icy, "The business is being taken care of by specialized personnel. What, you can’t wait for us to leave?"

Adrian Holt raised an eyebrow, "I didn’t expect elder uncle’s temperament hasn’t changed at all, still so irritable."

He couldn’t remember what Edward used to be like, but it was very clear that ever since their first meeting, Edward had always been hostile towards him.

He was well aware that all this was for Serena, which is why he gave way.

If Edward wasn’t Serena’s senior brother, with Adrian Holt’s past character, this man would absolutely not appear before him again.

What he didn’t know was that Edward was thinking the same thing.

If Serena didn’t like him, he would ensure that Adrian Holt wouldn’t see tomorrow’s sun.

Thus, two strong-willed and cold individuals reached a surface-level peace for the sake of Serena.

But in reality, they were constantly competing in secret.

Serena watched the interaction between the two men, feeling both helpless and amused.

"Childish!" she muttered under her breath, recounting the day’s events, then added, "Actually, I quite like the current situation. Even if he doesn’t remember anything, I don’t mind."

No matter what happens, as long as their hearts are together, that’s enough.

Edward Selwyn tenderly rubbed the top of Serena’s hair, promising softly, "Whatever help you need, just ask your big senior brother, we will always stand by your side."

"And me!" Vincent Carter chipped in, squeezing Adrian Holt out of the way to sit beside Serena.

The two senior brothers monopolized all of Serena’s attention from either side.

Adrian Holt felt an ache in his temples, these two grown men, aren’t they childish?

And they dare to compete with him for his wife? If they’re capable, they should go find one themselves!

Suddenly, Vincent Carter recalled something and said to Serena, "Right, Serena, your third senior brother’s intensive training is about to end, he’ll be back in a few days, you should go pick him up."

"The third senior brother is finally coming back? I’ve missed him so much!" Serena’s eyes lit up.

She hadn’t seen her third senior brother for more than half a year, and since intensive training didn’t allow for mobile phones, they often couldn’t contact each other for months.

Adrian Holt, who had been listening from the side, suddenly froze, tears of frustration welling up in his heart.

He was already fed up with two, what would he do with another?

But these were thoughts he dared only keep to himself; in front of his little wife and her family, he could only be accommodating.