The Formidable Son-In-Law: The Charismatic Lucas Gray

Meanwhile, Lucas held Cheyenne, who was drenched in the heavy rain, in his arms along the way back to the Carters’ old residence, where Cheyenne lived.

As soon as the gates were pushed open, Cheyenne’s parents, who had been waiting for news about her, popped up in front of the courtyard.

“How did it go? Did Dominic agree?” This was what they were most eager about. They wanted to see if Dominic Carter would ease up and let them off the hook.

Lucas frowned.

As soon as the couple saw Lucas entering with Cheyenne in his arms, they were shocked and flustered.

“Cheyenne? What’s the matter with you, Cheyenne?” Karen immediately grabbed Lucas’s arm and shouted sternly, “Tell me! Scoundrel, did you do something to Cheyenne again?!”

“Mother…” Cheyenne opened her eyes feebly and called out.

Noticing that there was something wrong with Cheyenne’s complexion because the area below her cheekbones was flushed, Lucas immediately thought, Oh no. He then carried her into the house.

“Stop! I haven’t let you in yet! I’m asking you a question!” Karen stopped Lucas unrelentingly.

“You’re her mother, so can’t you see she’s sick?” Lucas’s tone was already extremely distant as he stared at Karen coldly. He then bypassed her, walked up the stairs, and carried Cheyenne to her room.

Charlotte scurried over upon hearing them, and she got a great shock when she saw Cheyenne’s appearance. “Cheyenne, what happened to you?! You were fine just now. How did you get so drenched?”

“Didn’t your father tell you to go beg your grandfather? How did you end up like this? Did Dominic agree?” Karen muttered as she followed them into the room.

“What?! You guys told Cheyenne to go beg Grandpa? Why didn’t you two go yourselves? It’s still pouring so heavily outside! Cheyenne must have fallen ill because she got drenched in the rain!” Charlotte was exasperated.

“What are you saying? She’s the one who made him angry and the reason he’s chasing us out. Of course, she has to go plead with him. There’s no point in us going,” Karen said righteously, only to make Charlotte even more furious.

“Enough!” Lucas interrupted them in annoyance. “The most important thing now is to give Cheyenne a hot bath and a change of clothes. I’ll call a doctor to come over.”

He stood up and looked down at the two women across the room, making them feel oppressed by his staggering height. “She’s sick now, so I hope you won’t bother her with these things again.”

With that, Lucas walked out of the room.

Karen was dumbfounded for several seconds before finally reacting. This good-for-nothing actually gave me orders in my own home. He was even acting so domineeringly just now. She even subconsciously felt a little reverent toward him.

“This is infuriating! Who does that good-for-nothing think he is? How dare he talk to me like that?!” Karen was incredibly displeased.

“Okay, Mom, if you can’t take care of Cheyenne, just go out first. Stop bothering her with any more nonsense,” Charlotte said to Karen in annoyance as she helped Cheyenne up, who was running a high fever. “Cheyenne, can you still walk? I’ll help you to the bathroom now.”

Soon, Lucas came back with a bespectacled doctor clad in a white coat.

Staring at Lucas and the doctor with a look of apprehension, Karen gibed, “Where did this doctor come from? Is he a random doctor you found? If you end up causing harm to Cheyenne, I won’t spare you.”

Being doubted for no reason, the doctor glared at Karen scornfully. “Excuse me, I’m Finn Johnson, the director of the respiratory department of First People’s Hospital of Orange County. If you’re in doubt, you may go to the hospital to check. Please move aside now and refrain from disturbing me while I give the patient a diagnosis.”

“Director? You must be bragging! First People’s Hospital is a first-class hospital, and the doctors working there never conduct consultations outside of the hospital, what more the directors.” Karen was in greater suspicion, and she refused to let them in.

Charlotte pulled Karen aside angrily and protested, “Mom, he’s here to treat Cheyenne. Must you keep acting like this? If you have the time, you might as well go brew a bowl of ginger soup for Cheyenne or bring a warm water bag here!”

Actually, Charlotte was really annoyed with her insensitive parents.

They had forced Cheyenne to go out in the rain to apologize, causing her to end up suffering large bruises on her knees, which Charlotte noticed when she was helping her change just now. Her skin turned pale too, and she had clearly been kneeling in the rain for a long time.

Needless to say, she was kneeling because of their heartless grandfather, who controlled the entire family!

Charlotte was exasperated yet sad for her sister.

Yet her parents didn’t seem to care about the fact that Cheyenne was running a high fever and had gotten her legs bruised from kneeling. They even kept probing about nonsensical issues. Now, they were even stopping the doctor and suspecting if he was a phony. This left her speechless!

If not for the fact that they were her parents, Charlotte would have lost her temper.

Feeling a little guilty because of Charlotte’s angry glare, Karen made her way downstairs in displeasure while still muttering incessantly, “All of you became disobedient after growing up. How dare you be so fierce to me too? You’re a bunch of ingrates.”

Fortunately, Cheyenne’s fever wasn’t too severe, and it basically subsided after she took some medicine and was put on a drip.

By the time Cheyenne opened her eyes again, she saw two pairs of eyes staring at her beside the bed.

“Mommy, you’re finally awake!” Amelia leaped over and kissed Cheyenne on the cheek. “Mommy, you’ve been sleeping because you’re sick. I tried to wake you up, but Daddy said I shouldn’t disturb you from resting. I was so worried!” Amelia laid down beside Cheyenne gleefully while carefully trying not to squeeze her.

Cheyenne gently stroked her daughter’s head and looked at the other person beside the bed, only to realize that it was Lucas. He was sitting on the carpet and looking at her with a tender gaze, his hair and clothes still damp.

At this moment, Cheyenne felt extremely touched as she looked at Lucas.

At that time, she was kneeling in front of the cold iron gates of the Carter residence while everyone looked at her gloatingly through the glass windows like she was a joke. The only person who came out was the old butler, who had given her the proof of her family being disowned and told her to stay farther away.

Her dignity and body were greatly tortured. Cheyenne thought that she wasn’t going to be able to hold on any longer.

At that juncture, someone wrapped a warm jacket around her and put his sturdy arms on her shoulders while taking her away from that overbearing place.

This person was Lucas.

Lucas was the one.

Cheyenne looked at Lucas very seriously, and for the first time, she felt that he was reliable and even gave her a sense of security.