The Bride’s Revenge (Marion Cartier And Jameson Royce) novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192 It’s Normal for Me to Steal a Few Glances

Marion caught her breath, as she stared at Lucas blankly. “I’m sorry-”

As she spoke, she reached out to take the phone.

Lucas did not give her a hard time. He simply let go and placed the phone directly into her hand.

Marion took the phone, her ears burning, and nervously glanced at Lucas.

He probably did not see it, right?

The driver in front apologized and explained that a sudden delivery car had rushed into their lane.

“Let’s drive.”

Liam, feeling relieved, drove even more cautiously.

The atmosphere in the car returned to silence. Marion sighed in relief.

If Lucas did not react, that meant he had not seen it.

Even if he did, it would not matter.

She had not said anything questionable to Cassie. And Cassie had only been praising Lucas.

Ten minutes later, the car pulled into the villa.

Marion and Lucas got out of the car and walked side by side from the garage to the living room.

Marion walked to the kitchen island, intending to pour a glass of warm water.

Lucas had already poured it and placed it in front of her.

“Thank you.”

She glanced at Lucas and her gaze lingered for a moment on the exposed collarbone beneath his shirt.

But it was only a moment. Marion immediately forced herself to retract her gaze.

From that day onwards, she wanted to be a fresh and cute Marion!

Sneaking glances at people’s abdominal muscles and collarbones was absolutely forbidden!

As she silently made her resolution, saw something move in the corner of her eye.

Marion instinctively looked up.

Feeling guilty under his gaze, Marion stammered, “Yes, yes.”

He raised an eyebrow and bluntly exposed her, “Weren’t you looking here?”

He said, pointing his index finger at his Adam’s apple.

Marion inexplicably swallowed and, thinking of Cassie’s words, blurted out, “Everyone likes beautiful things! You are an extraordinary-looking man. Which woman wouldn’t want to compete with you in bed? It’s normal for me to steal a few glances.”

Marion felt like she had been possessed for saying such things. Why did her mouth always speak

before she could think of her words?

She glanced at the man in front of her, put down her glass, turned around, and bolted, “It’s late, Mr. Craig. You’ve worked hard all day. Go wash up and get some rest!”

“But if you don’t tell me which woman wants to compete with me in bed, I probably won’t be able to sleep tonight.”

Marion had just reached the stairs when she heard Lucas’s words.

She nearly missed a step as she froze at the staircase. Holding onto the railing to steady herself, she did not dare look back and quickly made her escape.

‘Don’t blame Mr. Craig! It’s all Cassie’s fault’ she thought as she hurried to her room.